eyes taped to the sky
spin around a world of rue
the silence that hems
Nobody saw how special she was
Nobody valued her qualities
Nobody realised her strengths,
Nobody comprehend her speech.
Some people think she was too old to be young.
Some people was sure of that.
Some people wanted to take off her peace.
But peace was her second name.
It was her. Herself.
She wasn’t more special than anybody. She was just different.
Life made her this way
she didn’t know how to be like the others.
While she was walking, thinking, reading …
people …. People was living.
Leaving her alone because they couldn’t understand her.
She was not the best company to celebrate because she wasn’t the happier.
She was a desired company in bed but she prefered to be bad.
While people was having a hangover… She was sleeping and
dreaming she was vomiting diamonds.
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