she is not made up of birds of a feather
she's a static dancing contradiction
like pearls paired with leather
baby blue eyes, pouty lips, and an addiction

a hunger for the world
but a fear of the unknown
a mind like a man with the softness of a girl
who wants to be held, wants to hold her own

she'll either ******* or ******* over
never falls in love but she'll love you like no other