SHE: A poem.

Inspired by a character in a local movie. :)

She wakes up every morning with a frown on her face,
She knows where to go, she knows her right place,
She doesn’t thrive to be the best,
She doesn’t know how to take things in jest.

She has lived her life in sorrow,
She has no hope for tomorrow,
She doesn’t know how to cry, let the feelings out,
She expresses everything in a shout.

She is the most flawed person you’ll ever meet,
She claims she can stand on her own feet,
She may be living but she’s not alive,
She’s anticipating the death to arrive.

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