5.05.2020 Day 5 of writing : She❤️ She is like the wind Which is slowly upgrading her grind To meet all the Whirling binds She is like the river Flowing through the obstacles But getting her own rhymes She is like the moon Soothing all the feelings And getting darker shade every night She is the storm Raised by the thoughts Managing to get through tough times She is the one writing, singing, painting And making art on the earth from long times And yet how the times change She is yet to get the equal range And reason they gave Was you are just a emotional tale Who will hear you well?? In this world of mystery and sell But little did they know The world was going to sail on this emotional rail And read about the bravery of Oprah and Michelle... So, be it rather be storm, river or moon Or raise the storms of your womanhood
A girl with a broken smile is not always broke. She has been through hell of a person and she knows it's better off being alone. If she has once relied on you, doesn't mean she can't be by herself. Because smeared color means replacing the old ones with new. She could replace you with herself just like the eyeliner and her lip color.