The kind of miraculous movies that are not made
into videogames. It's like watching, surrounded
by darkness and seats, seated by people who laid
their first word around the time you did, sounded

not as perfect as yours, though they carefully tried.
Many times have I tried too but failed and cried.
A lot of people cry like that, surrounded yet not
noticed. They wish they didn't but then a lot

could go wrong. I have to help her, have to make
her see how confident she could be, not lied, she
is a hidden gem and more, so worthy, so valuable
for some and me but I can only look and notice

silently how she might blossom like the wallflower
she really is. Even if she does not I can only stand
and behold, like she does. Appearing strong, turning out
to be weak.