The Hidden Girl

I am the hidden girl.


Hidden behind my curtain of shame.

The girl that people don't notice,

The person who follows the crowd,

The one who is too shy to be heard,

The human afraid of making mistakes.


But everyone makes mistakes

Because we are only human

And now it's time to be somebody.

Somebody with a name.


That wasn't just some girl.

That girl is real,

And she is Courtney.


I am Courtney.

Pulling back the curtain now,

I will push forward and I will be me.


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