She is A cloud with no rain. A harvest with no gain. A Strom with no pain. A waterfall with no drain. A prison with no chain. A moon with no stain. A mind with no brain.
Being too good is so boring. Being too calm is sometimes ignoring. Being too happy may be bad than snoring. Being too good is so boring. Being too fat feels bad when its not about growing. Being too famous is a lifer sometimes when its outpouring.
She thought , she was colourblind . one day he came with love and light . She smashed the dark of weakness inside . And started dancing like a ray twinkles bright.