Poem I made for my best friend, Haleema Tee :)
She's so easily misunderstood
Since she doesn't smile for the world
They think she's strange, but deep down she's good
So beautiful and clever this girl
Intution masked by dark wide eyes
Lips painted red and skin ghostly white
So quiet, I never heard her cry
So strong this girl; she won't stop this fight
She'll raise her head high and feel so proud
She'll thwart your envy and your malice
Emerging a hero from the crowd
A queen born from the golden palace
She'll ignore your petty little lies
She'll prove herself with so much zeal
Brave soldier who will no longer cry
Because in the end she was real
.x Wandering Daydreamer x.
