The Lost One

Recently, I've been chatting with a friend of mine. I should had contacted her long time ago since we know each other for so long. Being shy and mindless in the community, she usually found herself trapped in her lone and hollow space, asking the world why and how. Though we share the same sky, but the world in her mind is never the same as mine. People's glances made her lost in grabbing her confidence. She shuts herself away from most people, never to tell how suffering she is. Lots in this world live an unhappy life, but that's always a ray of light penetrating the raging clouds of storm.

Being too sensitive, this is how I can say she is.

Every words seems to be a dagger stabbing on her chest lusting for blood though they mean no harm. It is such a pity to bury such genius like her from floating herself in the community. Confidence, she must....... I tried to comfort her as she found herself is being isolated from most around her. But, every breath of her seems to be heavy and dreadful. Pushing away my words and she digged herself a hole of desperation. Wishing to be recognized, she blames herself for everything happens in her life. A lost soul she is......

I was totally useless against such attitude. We have so much in common and yet the distance between us is way so far. However, I believe there will be one day...... One day that her potential and goods will be discovered and people welcomes her with warm and sincere hugs.