Alexa Daskalakis

To the Quiet One

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There is something in you I recognize.
Not just the silence—
but the strength inside it.
The way you stay back,
but never disappear.
The way you see everything,
and say only what matters.

Quiet ones are rarely seen first.
But when they are,
it’s never too late.
It’s exactly on time.

So remember:
Not every voice is wise.
Not every hand is safe.
You choose what shapes you.
You choose what lasts.

You weren’t made to follow.
You were meant to carry your name
with steadiness—
even when no one’s looking.

If they overlook you,
or misread your quiet as doubt—
know that I didn’t.

And if I’m not here
when your hour comes,
know this was written
because I saw it coming.

You are not ordinary.
Not in presence.
Not in thought.
Not in what you’re here to become.

You are the kind
the world takes time to understand—
but never forgets once it does.

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—Alexa