I am she

I am not a shadow, nor a second option

My voice may be quiet to most but I am she

To the public eye she is a fly on the wall

Watching calmly from the sidelines…waiting for her moment to shine

She sits patiently waiting to be heard.

Days pass, months pass, years pass. 

Until one day, she looks at herself hard in the mirror, ways few have when looking into her soul. 

Turns around and realizes that she is the person she has been waiting for.

Braver than most, stronger than most see. She is I AND I am ME.

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