An ever smiling charming face
A non-stop chatter box
The one who ran miles in the lost race
Everyone thought her to be a foolish fox.

Battles fought which nobody knows
Crying tears behind the doors
Sleepless nights, no dreams, no snores
The other side of her she never shows.

Chirping like a bird in the mornings shade
Full of energy till the evenings fade
Laughter and music stands the soul,
Yes, it takes the heart to lead the whole.

Spent her life giving all and expecting none
Joined hands with fate if pain could be undone
Counting the breaths with the only wish in her mind,
Keeping herself strong and let the fakeness personify.

Written by Brinda (Leenaa)
Published | Edited 16th Feb 2013
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