She look tired
I think she needs some fresh air
to build up her mood
Look at her hair,
down to her eyes,
and her neck,
then her shoulder,
and her back..
Like all the burdens on her shoulders
"How about have a lunch?"
I'll sent her my energy
All I want to see her smile again
-Mr. Untold
YOU ARE READING
a Cup of Imperfect Poetry
PoezieThere will always be imperfection that will be filled with unexpected things. And that is you. Someone who completes a part of my life.
