Mary is the girl who blends in,
The one who never wins any awards, except maybe for being at school every day,
Just because she has nothing better to do.
Mary is the wallflower at the school dance
Who all the boys ignore when choosing partners.
Mary is the one who’s always picked last in gym.
She can’t run fast or throw well or hit very far,
So no one really wants her on their team.
Mary stays home on Saturday nights.
She’s not popular.
She doesn’t have a boyfriend.
On the outside, she’s just plain Mary.
On the inside, she’s bursting with energy and enthusiasm, full of ideas and knowledge she’d love to share.
She knows everything about everything, loves to read, and is a hopeless romantic.
She’s witty, intelligent, fun to be around, and very kind.
But no one knows that.
When people look at Mary, they only see the plainness, the unattractiveness, the shyness.
They don’t look on the inside.
They don’t know that Mary dreams of one day acting on the big screen or publishing a best-selling novel.
The don’t know that the hopeless romantic in her wants only to find love and happiness and someday say “I love you” to someone who will say it back and mean it.
But for now, she’s just Mary,
waiting for her knight in shining armor to whisk her away
and whisper those three little words:
“I know you.”