That girl she just keeps quite But her mind is always soaring in flight. She observes, but never speaks The way the sunlight through clouds creeps. The way the mountains are illuminated Or how beautifully this sky has been created How the water turns iridescent How the branches of trees twist and bend.
When the world sleeps, she stares at the moon She thinks about how her life is a boon. When the sun shines in the afternoon She feels like a butterfly outta her cocoon.
She's the type of girl who gets lost in books Away from the world in corners and nooks. The words- they entice her Everything else just seems so dull and blur. And she dances away with the letters With her imagination growing feathers.
From all the worries her mind is freed When through her pen she lets the ink bleed. Graphemes are where she hides her thoughts Pages are where her imagination floats.
She's not weird as people say She just sees the world in her own, unique way.♡