Poem girl

Mirror and rain

I'm watching the mirror

I'm looking at someone

Who's confident

Beautiful

Strong

And lovable

I'm thinking and seeing someone else

Someone who's crying

Someone who's lost and scared

Someone who's too afraid to tell her story

Am I wise enough to be beautiful?

Am I pretty enough to share my narrative?

One day I look at the outside

Water floads in the roads

Water kills people

Lack of water kills people

Are we water?

People are water

While reading

Living

Loving

Laughing

I'm in my corner of the room

The door is far away

and the rain is visible

but untouchble

If I open the window, will my life be more real?

I'm feeling lonely

and loving my friends

Wanting to escape

overseas and worlds

I'm dancing

making a piruette

and spinning 'till the end

I'm singing

Badly as -

(Marine Trench)

But I'm singing

And while telling jokes (flirting)

Turn, you're supposed to look at my beautiful eyes

While doing that,

Am I actually sitting

in my corner of the room?

So I listen Taylor Swift

I take a deep breath

I open the window and I hear the world outside

I feel the killer, the saver

I hear a doorbell and escape

While I hear the doorbell, the invite again, I know it

I'm the elephant, the butterfly, the owl

And I enter a story called my life