She works hard-
But unintentionally slacks, writes the papers,
strewn on the bed, under the painting.
She found something else to focus on,
Sings an out of tune and dusty guitar
On a gloomy shelf, with other discarded instruments.
She puts sports first, Say the athletic medals,
Strung up in front of academic achievements.
She is passionate about her artful looks
And intent to show them,
Announce the portrait covered desk, by her shelves.
The girl got bored-
and struggles to move on
Paints the still-exposed -
unfinished work of art on the papers.
She is innocent but, all knowing
Says the wide eyed child
Swooning over a butterfly -
In a globe, by the door with marks.
She wanted to be and do more
State the dull-
Wrapped in intricate cloth, with beautiful designs.
She is nervous about her talents
Whispers the music under her bed.
Yet still after her achievements,
She pleads for someone to notice
Screams her room
With carefully placed awards,
Trophies, and talents,