Beauty

By: Caroline Hanson

I am an emerald waterfall flowing with knowledge,
Running through life like a wolf. 
While my imagination is like sea, always more to discover.
There’s more to me than what meets the eye, 
And only some can see it.
I know people but they don’t know me, 
And that’s what’s concerning.

Even though I can’t hear them,
Their laughter is debilitating.
When I try to move forward they always push me back to the beginning,
Yet whenever they think I’m crazy they always laugh and jeer. 
For I am only a little deaf girl whose trying not to be here. 

Some people tell me that there is no beauty ever coming my way,
But they are wrong because beauty is all and it surrounds me every day. 
People think I have no feelings and always keep me away,
But they never understand the emotions I keep locked away.
I am a bird waiting to be set free in the lonely world where no one comforts me.

I believe in magic and I believe in myself,
Yet others judge me because of my health.
I may be deaf and cannot hear but I can listen to good, better than fear. 
Many don’t understand me and fear me because of the unknown.
But as long as I can see the beauty every day I live,
No one can harm me for every day I give.

I am a single lily in a field of poppies,
And the “swoosh” of the wind is cool.
 I am only a little lying lily,
Saying I’m fine but really crying. 
People judge and laugh at me but all I do is try.
For the beauty of life is special and worth a lot to my eyes.

I am an emerald waterfall flowing with knowledge, 
Running through life like a wolf.
My imagination is like the sea, always more to discover.
There’s more to me than what meets the eye and only some can see it.
My life is full of strangers always trying to help, 
But for I am only a little deaf girl trying not to yelp.