February 22, 2012.

Seen as naive

So young and sweet

But a woman indeed

Independent and concrete

She had her own goals

Knew she would obtain them

She would not fall throw the holes

But rise far far above them.

She needed no one

She was fine on her own

She liked it that way

She moved to her own tone.

Naive she was not

Nor young or stupid

Intense and wise

Not a kid.

She held her head up high

Walked with confidence

Let out her internal fire

And demanded utmost respect

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