I watched the movie,
The perks of being a wallflower.
It was beautiful, you see,
forty three minutes + an hour.
Charlie, He was a wallflower,
Little did he know he hid his power.
Until he found his friends,
The best of all, anxiety it ends.
You thought but it didn't.
It ate him, every inch of his skin,
Devoured him like a devil.
He kept his sufferings mute.
Why would he do that?
Coward you might ask.
He is Charlie, one of us,
How might we speak up,
When the world doesn't hear.
You might think the same.
But seldom would you speak.
I liked it the movie.