Her hair is always a mess,
Ponytail and braids, sometimes wild like she couldn't care less,
She is full of life, a human full of stories,
A book full of magic spells, to cure all your worries,
Here isn't the only place she lives,
She travels to worlds we don't see,
Where words are her friends,
And to the rhythm of her favourite songs they dance with glee,
Many may say she's just a dreamer,
Living in places that can't be felt,
But some dreams are unparalleled to any other,
They need time to become a wonder,
She has a lot to give, but very little does she take back,
She loves everything about and around her,
Her eyes are lens to a different colour in the world,
With every sun that descends,
She gives herself a new chance to be more of herself,
What do you think about the girl in the words above,
Don't you think that she too deserves a little of her own love?
YOU ARE READING
A sanctuary of thoughts
PoetryA compilation of poems from the heart of a seventeen year old girl wanting to be heard
