When no one stood beside her,
But only her soul,
She realized she was important.

When no one was there to adore her,
But only her eyes,
She realized she was important.

When no one heard her cry,
But only her pillow,
She realized she was important.

When she had no one to talk to,
But only a mirror in front of her,
She realized she was important.

When no one was there to defend her,
But only her tongue,
She realized she was important.

When no one could know her thoughts,
But only her secret diary,
She realized she was important.

When no one could love her the way she loved other people,
She realized she was important,
Not for any other person,
But for herself,
She was important.

-M.j.