I can Be She.
Drip, Drip, Drip.
I hear the tears splash as She cries.
Tick, Tick, Tick.
I hear the clock and time pass.
Drip, Drip, Drip.
She cries as others laugh at her, and I watch.
Tick, Tick, Tick.
Her clock continues to pass and time goes faster.
Drip, Drip, Drip.
I look down and see tears, tears that She cried because they laughed.
Tick, Tick, Tick.
I turn around and there is my clock and time pass, the time She spent crying over other’s laughter.
Silence, which is all I hear. No laughter, no dripping, and no ticking. I hear silence and I smile. Because now I can Be She.
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