Brave

Young but filled with passion Beautifully placed in this world, Like a puzzle piece Making the picture complete A painting lays in solitude incomplete of its beauty Waiting for that last splash of colour you never thought it needed A dusty brown crayon Left behind due to its color is all you need So you see young girl Get up from the ground Mend the wounds you have And continue walking forward Never drop a tear And never let anyone see you cry Don’t you ever fear weakness Don’t you ever fear pain For those are the things that make you strong Those are the things that make you brave. Anthea Ghobede