Does she have one?
No one has a clue.
Her blunt expression
Her constant stare
Anyone would think she’s not there.
Hold her hand across the road
And never leave her in the house on her own.
Care for her day and night
Keep her always in your sight.
Will her dreams ever come true?
Does she even have one?
No one, not even she, has a clue.
While she befriends others, others look the other way
So next time take a minute to say…
How can you stand so proud?
When others feel too different to stay around
That’s why my dream goes to you, Julia
Never be normal
Just be you