ladies and gentlemen,her!

The way she talks the way her eyes lights up,

To make everyone feel loved and forget the bad they do to her.

Shes feels warm but she feels a chaos,

Because she doesnt see the stuff that sees her glow.

Its all folded for a reason!

Shes not a closed bud but a flower with a spiralling hike

She think she will latch the gate and save herself 

But darling you win nothing in the war when you dont lose anything

As i scream to her no ones touch will ever bowl over to your heart

Because they are not made of the same substances as of you

-Harshita