a thoughtful sonnet
She enters school by walking through the door,
She tours the halls and glances at her friends.
They smile at her as she walks the floor,
She wonders if the smile ever ends.
What lies beneath the grins that she must bare?
What do her friends really feel like inside?
She sees them all pretend they really care,
She wanders what they really have to hide.
She questions if they feel as they appear?
Are praises given to her really true?
She canâ€™t see truth because itâ€™s so unclear.
However thereâ€™s not much for her to do.
So when they stand there and hide all they lack,
I simply turn and give a smile back.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.It is our light,not our darkness that most frightens us.There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.We are all meant to shine as children do.And as we let our own lights shine,we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.As we are liberated from our own fear,our presence automatically liberates others.