She is so fragile that no one can ever touch her soul without leaving a scar
But she would rather choose to be shattered than whole
She's fond of bleeding in love for the sake of affection
Others might think of it as insanity
But is it insanity to crave for the same kind of love she always gives?
If yes then call her crazy and she will pay you with the warmth on her smile
One day will come, when everyone will be so done of her curse
I pray that the queen within her wakes to claim her majesty
She was worthy before she even knew it,
She was lovely before anyone told her so
She is never a curse, but a blessing to this world