I am winter the bringer of ice.

I am winter the bringer of chills.

I am winter, a personality of the cold.

As I come to new places others are wary of me.

They think I am just another being of frost.

When I try to show them myself they shun me away.

All I want is for everyone to see the beauty I create.

But when I am angry all they see is a blizzard not my pain.

I wish others will look past my cold persona, and realize my need for company.

I am winter feel my pain.

I am winter hear my cries.

I am winter looking to show my inner beauty.