I wonder what's on her mind?
She looks at me as if she's blind
Didn't notice anyone's existence
Unless she needs you at her side.
She held her head high
Stood up proud whenever around
Intimidating indeed,
But she has a kind heart
She was sad, yet she smiled
She was admired by many; hated by few
A bit of an attitude,
but a woman with substance, for sure.
She went through a lot
Yet survived and pretended to be strong
When no one's looking, she breaks down
She keeps doubting herself and questioning her worth
Hypocrite, is she?
But that's what made her strong.
She was able to pull herself together,
Acting like a lion in this wilderness of life.
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Inner Thoughts
PoetryThis is not just a compilation of poems, prose, monologues and one shot stories, but it is a piece of my heart. Every word, every sentence, and every story in this book has been beautifully assembled over time, with love and care. This is a book fil...
