You may see me sometimes walking to [class], or reading in the [park]. I will look at you and smile [shyly] and put my head back down. That's enough to [intrigue] you. You think I am [coy] and small. You can read me by that small half smile, so [sweet] and so [sheltered]. You can take me and keep me in a box and [late at night I will come out and whisper dreams to you].

But sometimes, when no one is looking, I am beautiful. I am [bold]. I am [vivacious]. I am tall and slender with [bright eyes] and [curly long hair]. I look you in the eye and push my [chin] up. I meet you face to face and you are taken with me. You can't think of anything but me. I [absorb] you as you absorb me.

But for now, I will sit here and [read] my book. I will push the loose strands of hair back into my messy bun, held with a dull [#2]. I will set the [glasses] back on my nose, and I will [smile]. I will smile because I know that after you pass me, [I am beautiful].

Sometimes, when no one is looking, I am beautiful (idea)