i am someone

blue eyes,
blonde hair,
long legs,
it’s not fair.
it’s not fair,
because I am someone,
but people think,
because I’m shy,
I am no one.
full of hope,
love and care,
crying tears,
it’s not fair.
young but strong,
tall but weak,
have my opinions,
but too quiet to speak.
naïve but experienced,
afraid to share,
what I know...
because to you,
I am no one.
but you are wrong,
and it’s not true,
I am someone,
even if I’m not to you.