My countenance looks good,
My midst seems like what my body and soul,
My dress that I prefer to dressed-up seems like my attitude,
My hair seems like my life, maybe.
My countenance looks good,
To anyone that looks good at me,
But when your attitude is not what my kind of weed,
Be prepared of my attitude than what you showcased.
I have a good midst,
Reflection of my actions and sympathy,
Don't be too much,
Maybe I turn to wicked one.
I dressed what's my mood is,
I dressed this because this is my comfort,
I dressed this what my sympathy says,
Reflects what's my attitude showed.
My hair seems my life, maybe,
Malaise is not good,
Comes to you so bad,
Can create hostility to us.
YOU ARE READING
It's a gift
Şiirmy love, my received feedback nor feelings. Some hurts. Some not. But considered as a gift to challenge you as a person. I hope you like it.
