A Conflicted Contradiction

She is no longer a girl, not yet a woman.

She tries to be a jolly person but seriousness is what her personality is made of.

She wants to be fearless, but somehow the scared part always jumps out.

She can be lazy, yet pretty ambitious.

She can be cautious, still doesn’t forget to live to the fullest.

She doesn’t like herself, still she loves the qualities she possess.

She pretends like she doesn’t care, but in reality, she always does.

She desires for a chance to shine, but always pulls back the moment it happens.

She is a mess, but got a tidy nature.

She thinks she has figured out herself, still she gets surprised by the girl she has become.

She is what you call a clashed paradox, a disputed irony.

She is one conflicted contradiction.

– aak92

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Story of a Perfect Soul

She was

Pure as a driven snow

Pretty as a picture

 

She was

A child with a hope

A girl with a dream

 

Life toppled her once

But she learned to swim

 

One day came

As a new beginning

 

Only this beginning was not what she expected

 

Her heart got flooded with pain

And he was the reason

 

She was what you say a perfect soul

                     And

He was what you call a total jerk

 

What new life has in stored for her

She is hesitant to know

 

She will get through this storm, someday

But not without some scars engraved in her soul…

True story of someone dear.

– aak92

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