Never noticed,
Never seen,
Never put first,
In between.
Never wanted,
Never heard,
Never flying
Like a bird.
Always watching,
Always feeling,
Most will look,
Her heart still healing.
Not the norm,
She's not the same,
It doesn't mean
That she's to blame.
So what makes her
Less then the rest.
She deserves
To be the best.
Though her story
Isn't shown,
She has the sweetness
Of a rose.
by vera©
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