Shout out to my feelings for you
Where her lights shine with no further ado
Bless you
Shout out to these feelings
And the guts, rising to the chest
My soul, caressed
Shout out
Shut up!
She said
As her mornings clogged like sink filled with hair, unnerving
When the distance at bay, maybe her mind wanders as well, she wonders
Yet, she's a wonder
Even if the tide comes rushing, she brushes her hair and keeps going, stride with bone clings.
Still, The aim, she's getting.
Maybe not in her city anymore, a scent and odour reminds her of colours she left, postponing rapture, expecting rupture. Yes, the future, most times, feels like a dream of vulture. But she ain't the woman of typical culture, she ventures.
True leader doesn't wanna be a queen, but knows how to and when to. She doubts herself sometimes, but everyone knows she is the standard's deviation. Setting everyone’s notion
This girl has lesser words than actions
She walks the talks. The bright spotlight embodies every heavy task that lies ahead. She pulls the performance head straight. Tho blinded for a moment. People know she aint entertainment. This shows aint for entertaining, this is lecture and example of how to be resilient,
This aint a clap of being entertained
This is a standing ovation for seeing an almost perfect vain turns to veins through pains
Makes the blood flows for every dying men and women to live again
A hard task
Yet she manages
Everyone knows
Nobody can do it like her
They wanna do it like her
They wanna be led by her
Something that almost nobody has
And doing so while still being hot
**** this girl is outta my league