Tea Rose
She's known to be happy
But she's always lonely
How possibly it could be
A lonely being happy?
...
There's always lacking with her
...
She cries when she laughs
But does she cry in times of roughs?
She's an open book, she's known
But she's secretive in her own
...
She's loved in her home
That's what people see
And it's the same love that stopped her
From being what she could be
...
She needs to be saved
And she has to be brave
Enough to fight
For what she think is right
...
She can't be just "the girl they've always needed"
She has to be "the girl she have always wanted"
...
When will she ever realize
That it's better to be what she wants to be
Than what others think about a tea?
This is my poem about self-reflection made from the bottom of my heart.
I hope it inspired you.
Have the best of time!
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Regards,
Sweet!
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