Mae is independent
Like a ship sailing on sea
I wish I could be her
But she got lots of enemy
Her back is a noisy place
I wanted to set it ablaze
Hush, Tell them to say whatever they want
Mae isn't fazed
I'm afraid, I don't want her to turn
around
But I'm always amazed by her
Enduring heart
I see some tugging,
I see some tears
It can make an ocean, it can make war
Either of the two
She's still tough amidst scars
Mae is bothered
Like an anxious teen
She spill it to me sometimes,
Sometimes I could just see,
I hope I could take some but I also have beans
Her soul is painted in shades
I call abstract
Colourful, Strong and very vivid
I like the way she squeals in passion
I couldn't tell between gray or green or livid
She's an art!
She loves all the way
'till it sinks to the dark
Mae is successful
Like a ship finally on board
I wish I could be her
But she is who she is;
splendid,
No one could ever sail to compete.
