I wanna share a poetry : ] not my poetry but a poetry on me
A girl who walks with fire in her stride,
Yet hides soft dreams deep inside.
Logic her weapon, ambition her crown,
Still lost in thoughts when no one's around.
She builds her world with codes and rhyme,
Yet feels the weight of passing time.
A warrior in silence, a poet in pain,
Laughs in the sun, weeps in the rain.
Her mind—a battlefield, sharp and wise,
But her heart? A puzzle of lows and highs.
A fighter, a dreamer, a loyal soul,
Yet tangled in stories she cannot control.
With love for her kin, her goals, her pride,
She dares to soar, she dares to glide.
The world may shake, but she'll still stand,
For destiny rests in her own hand.