Generalise as weak; women is she indeed a soul! Taught all the don'ts; her success was being troll The society seems another unpolished clutters Only they serve in judgment, was raising fingers
Made her learn tales about monsters in the dark Can somebody also teach her how to also bark!? She was told exposing skin was greatly unholy Did you bother to tell she was beautiful tottaly?
Taught her limitations and shouldn't go beyond Did you bother to know her potential beyond? Taught her marriage was ultimate end for her Did you try giving her; her own wings as men!?
It's now a world where men and women fits in it! Did we try knowing how she made all through it? Did you wonder after ALL,her heart being so pale Still proved them wrong;that this was just a"Tale" __Chithuyia pfoze
"A note to paper" A saying goes like "a person can be a home" Certainly yet I not felt a_person being my home Surely quite enough there was a thing, i say Home; not thy prettiest of all, Fragile and dusty
Wreaked and stuff elsewhere in the corner She's a little geek and has a little shy fever Yet Guess! what she loves, speaking in silent! Of million letters in your head stuffed in tight
She likes it all, all of the way I was "being" She says alittle mess was I "you're feeble darling" Left.. me..to say"you're a geek with wonders" She'd been Treasuring all the broken memories.
Which i was to throw it away,away from my soul Like;of though which pricks in keeping memorial Wasn't i to trash it!?"Ought not ,keep treasuring" Said she.Why though!?"you'll be stonger darling"
She builds a different world for I"The Better one" Into which we both fit perfectly from the old one "I" A queen within her; A royal crown of my own Self royal gesture was "I"pondering of my own
With her It was a much justific different intuition I have had all over! Peace streaming down Once again within her.. if felt nice to be alive Little "shy fever paper" made me feel like home _Chithuyia pfoze