a poem on celebration of christmas

Manvitha a short statured, wheat skinned obese woman of 22 years is an introvert. She rarely talks but she has an ocean of thoughts and words hidden inside herself. What will happen in her life when she is about to welcome the new year 2020? Will there be any change? What will that change be? Who will be the reason for it? ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ She is ready to be read my friends :) This is a one shot for Writer's glory contest.

She was shattered but she never left hope and move on