Open Book

My house is safe while the outside is bad
I read my book with blankets all glad.
Although I crave for exploring new places
My parents worry about the latest news cases.
Going to school is my only routine
This is my life as a girl teen.
Today in school we start a new session
All things are good until the teacher asks a question.
Eyes cast down afraid of attention
Don’t pick me I’d rather detention.
In my mind the answer roars
But my lips stay tight like closed doors.
People ask why are you shy
I grew up this way I want to outcry.
Timid and silent is how I'm perceived
I’m sorry to say that you’ve been deceived.
Inside me are ideas that grow so wild
If only I was an only child.
Focusing on her and not me
I blend into the walls so you can not see.
Alone and hurt I search to escape
The perfect idea began to take shape.
A book and tea are all I need
I wish I was this easy to read.

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