In the quiet corner of her room, she sits,
Lost in the pages of a tale untold,
Where a historic figure, his story unfolds,
A soul like hers, amidst life's fits.

With every turn, the words ignite,
The plight of one, misunderstood,
Bullied for treasures misunderstood,
His humble belongings, hidden from sight.

She sees herself in his reflection,
A target of ridicule, she knows too well,
For what others deem as less than swell,
Yet...