My mom thinks my name means

“diligent,” “loves all the animals in the world,

no matter how they look,”

and “periodically extremely shy”

My dad thinks my name means

“hilarious” and “intimidated by new things”

My sisters think my name means

“sporadically annoying,” “amusing,” and “gullible”

My dog thinks my name means

“always ready for love and cuddles”

My best friends think my name means

“upbeat” and “attentive”

My teachers think my name means

“always ready to learn,” “hard working,” and “shy”

My neighbors think my name means

“hushed,” but “energetic”

My classmates think my name means

“immensely shy” and “scared”

I think

There’s more, hidden things to me,

such as,

“dreams of being courageous” and

and “doesn’t want to move on”

and “is concerned about the white rhinos all night long”

You see,

there is much more to me

than meets the eye.

Swallowing me in it's beauty,

I look up ad down.

The blackness surrounds.

Sitting in this hallow tree,

I find warth and comfort.

For this hollow tree has no feelings,

no opinions.

It welcomes with open arms.

I thank This Hollow Tree,

for all it's done for me.