Within her sits
the little girl
who longs to
please the crowd
And crouched behind
his unshaven face
is the boy
so full of doubts
They hide themselves
and rue the day
when others
see them real
They build up
their fancy pretty walls
that keep safe
the fear they feel
But let us not 
be fooled so quick
and fail to see
the one within
For until we seek
to know them well
no healing
can begin
Move gently 
as you do
and step lightly
as you go
The life you find
and the walls you breach
may just be
your very own

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