May 2016
Everyone who met her
Admired her for what she was
Perfectly crafted
Without any flaws
But come closer
And you will see
She's not as perfect,
as she seems to be
She has flaws
And scars too deep
She's been broken
But is afraid to heal
She's scared to open her heart
And pour it out
To make herself vulnerable
And to bring her walls down
She's been degraded and walked upon
Lied to and cheated on
So don't you call her a masterpiece
She's a living hurricane, a mess
A beautiful mess
Of terrible chaos
Admired her for what she was
Perfectly crafted
Without any flaws
But come closer
And you will see
She's not as perfect,
as she seems to be
She has flaws
And scars too deep
She's been broken
But is afraid to heal
She's scared to open her heart
And pour it out
To make herself vulnerable
And to bring her walls down
She's been degraded and walked upon
Lied to and cheated on
So don't you call her a masterpiece
She's a living hurricane, a mess
A beautiful mess
Of terrible chaos
People often call her a masterpiece. But no one has seen her as closely. She has her flaws and scars, she's been betrayed and cheated upon. She comes across as a calm ocean but delve deeper and you'll see how deep her emotions run. Shes afraid to let her walls down, for she has been let down more than a couple of times. She's afraid to open her heart to anyone who cannot handle her emotions. She's not a masterpiece! She's a mess; a mess of terrible chaos.
