Gaat beslist niet over mezelf, wel over een wezentje dat bijzonder dicht bij me staat.
Her thoughts
She doesn’t share
Her feelings
She doesn’t show
She’s free
Hard to understand
Impossible to control
But still reliable.
Her young spirit
Enchants everyone who looks at her
Her eyes tell
That she’s been trough so much
Look at her,
Playing with everything I ask from her.
And nobody’s sees
The wisdom she hides inside