Who They Truely Are

I was inspired to write this after reading a book

A heart of gold she claims to have

A perfect angel, a princess of beauty

Others see a rose among thorns

Only one sees what is true…

 

A black heart she believes to have

A wicked witch, an ugly soul

Others see a wolf among sheep

Only one sees what is true...

 

Long locks of golden blond hair,

No wrinkles around her eyes in sight

Being seen for what she is,

Abandoned where she truly belongs.

 

Midnight black messy hair,

Always loved a dark twist to fairy tales

Being seen for what she is,

Abandoned where she truly belongs.

 

Caring only for beauty in the world,

She hates anything that isn’t sweet

For one’s selfish nature,

Evil is where she belongs…

 

Caring about others emotions,

She hates anything that is deceiving

For one’s compassionate nature,

Good is where she belongs...

 

Out of wrath and jealousy,

She believes it’s her birthright

To be something she could never reach

Throws herself and life itself away.

 

Out of kindness and love,

She believes her friend is still there

Risks herself to save that one friend

Throws herself and life itself away.

 

Now in tears, crying over death of someone true,

They believed in her, believed she could make herself right,

You can never change what’s in someone’s soul,

So she will live as a villain, because her friend believed in her.

 

In soul and spirit, watching over her friend,

As happy as can be, for finally her friend realized

You can never change what’s in someone’s soul,

They are finally true to themselves.

Author's Note

All comments and ratings are appreciated!!

Reviews

[Adela Muresan]

What can I say.

It is a very poetic description of the average b***h :D .

A.M.