She Is Me
She's pleasant
she's timid, she's happy
She's sassy
she's full of love and has so much to give
She has purpose but finds it hard to live
Beautiful skin she has, lovely brown eyes
But look pass the physical
And deep into her spiritual
see those tears, hopes and fears
Those old wounds that still haunt
the mental bruises she doesn't want
still lingers in her thoughts
causing a disturbance in her psyche
making her heart do a 180
She remembers her inner light and how it shines on others
She's struggled before and it made her tougher
Who is she? Where is she?
I am she and
she is me!
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