Once upon a time
She was clueless and blind.
Her life was in line,
There's no flaw she could find.
But then she looked back
To the her of the past.
She could see what she lack
As the time flew fast.
It was the passion
Which fueled a burning heart.
And the emotion
That gave feeling to art.
She's playing it cool
Hidden behind her wall,
Feared of being a fool
Thinking she might fall.
Let me out, let me out
Said the girl inside.
Loud "No" did she shout,
There's only hurt outside.
You have no one for you
And everyone lied.
True love is quite few
And for you they will hide.
So the girl was told,
"If you want to be freed
Be brave and be bold.
Self-love, you should feed
It is your only chance.
To survive and thrive,
It is your weapon, your lance.
You can dive into life
While knowing your worth.
To hell with the world
And bring that spirit forth.
Let them see, let them judge
Who cares of their thoughts?
Be firm, never budge.
What else could you sought?
When everything ends
And everything is yours.
Copyright © Madonna Azanam 2017
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