She was no write

She was no poet

She was no guitar

Nor piano that singing aloud

She was not broken bone

She was not broken home

She was not broken one

Nor she was the diamond

She was the underground

She was the underside

She was the shadow

She was the grey

She never get any phone call

Nor she get text

Nor she get IM

Nor she get e-mail

She never beg to anyone

Not even to her own siblings

Nor her own best friends

Nor even her parent

She was not different from anyone

She was not same with anyone

She was not someone

She was not anyone

She dare to be different

She dare to be same

She dare to be both

She dare to be hurt

Who was she

What does she look likes

Was she cursed

Was she sad

She witness everything

She keep everything

She lock everything

She shuts everything

Is she worth it

She dare to asked

Does not she enough

She kept asking

She said

I was I could

Be as cool

As them

Don't even think who see is. She was nobody. Not the rich. Nor the famous.

Dared to be free