A blossom floating in the wind
petals so fragile and a stem so thin
who'd think behind the curtain there could be
a soul as strong as they come
They say the flower is scentless;
no will to chose it's direction
and each day that they say she's too perfect
a petal falls away
They think that she's breaking
but they'd stop underestimating
if they knew
how wrong they were
Because truly she'd kind
but they'll be surprised to find
that inside, on any given day
she's truly as strong as some say
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The Thoughts Of A "Normal" Girl
RandomMy random book of randomness in which I will write random things. Such randomness may include poems, drawings, song lyrics, videos, short stories, and most importantly, the stupidity that lives inside my brain. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
