You

12 2 2
                                    

The Earth shakes just by her quietness
Thunder strucks just by her silent footsteps
She was the girl that never craved attention
Just at the back seat
Whispering sweetly to the dust of the wind
You can feel her in your sadness
She roams around in your dreams
Don't think she is the monster under your bed
Cause you won't be scared
Her smile is crafted like a goddess
She is you when you realize your true self

All the poems you made me write Where stories live. Discover now