Quoth The Girl Poem by Nika McGuin

Cold inside
plain on the out
I go bumbling
bumping into things
as I struggle
to find my way

This fragile path
was laid out for me
with such great care
They'd so hoped
that I'd walk gracefully
gliding upon the stairs they'd built
but I relapse
trip, fall, roll, and then tumble
I fail seemingly without reason

Now I sit numbly
staring into space
can't believe, nor conceive
how I'm here again
resting upon this golden stairway
by no means
do I deserve
all that's been given

I am Adam
lying lazily, hardly reaching out
as God stretches with all his might
so that he may bestow upon me
the gift of life
all his hopes are deeply
invested in me, in my potential
I have failed, still his faith
in me is everlasting

the faith of man though
can not be so infinite
those that worked so hard
just to get me here
now what of them?
they gave their all
to a failure like me
so willing to help
and I can't fathom why

You see, I am no gem
I am no heroine
I am not even a friend
just a cold, empty shell
of a girl, who does not know
if she has the capacity
to love someone
or even to love herself
that after all this time
still lacks, confidence
and even social skills
have yet to be found in her

At this she quoth:
'Give unto me
thine eyes
so that I might see
where in me, value lies'