There was once a girl, so so clueless,
That girl ran around people like a lost puppy,
Till one day she rose from the ashes of her past and ran away from it so so fast the passerby couldn’t even comprehend that it could be her,
She grew to be so strong and independent
One that demands to be felt
Her vibe, too strong for the non alcoholic ones
She’d make you intoxicated on her you see,
She’d never bow down
She’d never let anyone treat her any less than her value
She’s beauty and grace
One to admire from afar, as though she was a dangerous firework who might burn you if you act too asinine
She was fire you see, still ceases to be.
Oh! What a feisty woman she is,
One who stands as a role model for the other,
One who has more balls than men do,
Watch and learn she’d laugh and say to those who laughed at her too big dreams
Did I mention her intoxicating presence? Making you want more and more always till she becomes a drug,
You’re a goner.
Funny once you recall what an astray person she once was.
Don’t tell her I told you.
The Meticulous Button.