SHE...
She…….Creative…it a sight to see
When she lets her mind flow totally free
The sky is her limit…the night is her friend
Like a canvas that has no end
I’ve watched her as she devised her plan
Her eyes are set…her dream is at hand
I’m inspirited …You detest and lecture to me
that future is one big possibility
As happy as that world may seem
It a fantasy… it’s foolish to dream
She’s strong… talking care of herself and others
Nice for someone who didn’t really have there mother
She still walks around like she’s had the best life
Any situations she up for the fight
She know nothing but to succeed
She rarely asks for help cuz she’s rarely in need
I tell you I'm astonished….you disagree …
Then try to explain the reason to me
One day when I fall then I’ll understand
That what happens to a women if not lead by a man
She confident…and don’t know otherwise
To say she’s conceited would just be a lie
She think she look good when she out on the town
And same confidence at home in here gown
It not the people who make her think that more or less
But here inner beauty which she knows she is blessed
I love to look..
You close your eyes
Saying it a trait that you despise
People like that get no where fast
And all beauty soon fades into the past
She’s real…sometimes rude I confess
Bur she says what she feels so you wont have to guess
Her opinions are thick…her idea’s are wide
Her thought are a books….I’m discovering what’s inside
I can say you don’t understand
You can say I’m complicated
We can argue about this… but facts aren’t negated
So we just agree to disagree
You don’t like who I am …she
And I cant help who I love…Me!
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