Just a little four-eyed girl

She was just a little four-eyed girl;

from a town that was hardly mentioned.

Not used to the scrutiny,

not used to the attention.

She never sought it out,

she always held that doubt.

The feeling that somehow,

she would disappoint “THEM”.

Suddenly she was center-stage,

somehow she was all the rage.

Some folks they became enraged,

that she even existed.

She was actually amazed,

that it could even matter.

She had lived all her days until then,

and still the Earth did not shatter.

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