She was looking through her room
today, you'll never guess what
she found

A little book of words
that brought voices to
make a buzzing sound

They chattered away
and said good-byes to
one young girl

The comments, mixed
with insults, was passed
in a whirl

Besides cruel jokes was
usually a consistent comment
on how unique she was

One wrote of weirdness,
another on the reading
she does

They said she was
nice, they said she
was kind

But they didn't know
in the future, in this book
advice she'd find

Three years later she
sat down, and read through
the blue and white book

She read tiny comments
and saw that she'd been liked,
she'd never even looked

Determination, one teacher
said she had, and looking back
she knew it was true

Three years gone by, and she'd
gotten lost, confused on
what to do

Her friends now didn't
really talk, and she
thought things were Always bad

Looking through that book
she finally saw the things
she'd had

She'd been strange, odd,
unique, and even
a bit wild

But a purpose was
in the heart of that
odd child

There were points
the girl still possessed,
like her loud voice

She was now guarded,
bitter and bitchy....
But it'd been her choice

Because she'd taken
wrong perception
into her heart

Believing certain
qualities were needed to
play that wanted part

Three years had passed
and the girl
wrote it down

She was hoping
for her answers
only to be found

Knowing problems aren't
simple, she planned
to think a lot

She wanted some things
back from those days
So she had to find a plot

Determination, and openness
to outrageous ideas, were two
things she had to get

Fear of being mocked had
taken them, and so
will was first to be met

From her changes she
wanted her power to
speak out loud

And she needed
strength not to give in
and then join the crowd

She decided she would
not give in to things
for a while

While she thought
of things, and put
herself on trial

So now thanks to that
little book, we just have
to wait and see

See if the girl can
fix herself......
See if I can fix me.