Not Always

She's insecure,

She has problems.

Problems they don't have,

They wouldn't understand.

But she wasn't always like this,

No. Not always.

Pain. Sorrow.

That's all she felt.

All the pebbles thrown, all the names called.

She remembers.

The tears she always held in.

The person she became.

But she wasn't always like this,

No. Not always.

She's shy, reserved.

She keeps to herself.

Remembering another time,

A time full of laughs and smiles.

But it's over.

It's gone.

She's a shell of the person she was.

But she wasn't always like this,

No. Not always.