In the shadows of a bustling world,
Lies a voice, soft and unheard.
Words woven with care and grace,
Yet lost in the chaos of this place.

Eyes that speak a thousand dreams,
Reflections of a soul unseen.
Reaching out with gentle hands,
Touching hearts that misunderstand.

Amidst the noise, a silent plea,
Seeking solace, longing to be free.
In the echoes of a crowded room,
Blooming softly, a misunderstood bloom.

Still, hope lingers in the air,
A quiet strength, beyond compare.
For those who seek and truly see,
A world of wonder, waiting to be.