She was a damsel in distress He offered chivalry Stories were exchanged, so was pain Time flew He liked her flawed character Her past, her struggles, her pain Everything seemed beautiful Then came a day, She wanted to confess All the secrets suppressed inside was killing her He promised he will handle the truth Little did he know A path of destruction laid ahead I am not what you think I am She claimed What do you mean? He asked with a concern I am a figment of my imagination, she said softly
She don't express herself as nature's beauty She sprinkle the kindness and flow in the river of happiness She makes herself autumn in the season of summer and spring in the winter Because she knows the harsh reality of the earth.