we`re just dancing in the dark

"Beth was too bashful to go to school; it had been tried, but she suffered so much that it was given up and she did her lessons at home, with her father. Even when he went away, and her mother was called to devote her skill and energy to Soldiers’ Aid Societies, Beth was faithfully on by herself, and did the best she could. She was a housewifely little creature, […] never thinking of any reward but to be loved. [..] Her little world was peopled with imaginary friends […] there were six dolls to be taken up and dressed every morning, for Beth was a child still, and loved her pets as well as ever. 
[…] Beth had her troubles as well as others [she]  loved music so dearly, tried so hard to learn, and practiced away so patiently at the jingling old instrument, that it did seem as if someone ought to help her. Nobody did, however, and nobody saw Beth wipe the tears off the yellow keys, that wouldn’t keep in tune when she was all alone. She sung like a little lark about her work, never was too tired to play for Marmee and the little girls, and day after day said hopefully to herself, ‘I know I’ll get my music some time, if I’m good.’"

— Little Women by Louisa May Alcott (via din0d3mi)