I have been blaming myself,
for the things that I have never done.
over thinking everyone would blame,
and make my fun.
the girl inside me screams,
so hard for her freedom.
the girl who had dreams,
to follow her passion.
her soul was like a flower,
she was blossom shower.
She used to bloom the garden,
with fragrance like the rays of sun.
she was a light feather,
wind used to blow towards her.
she softly travelled entire world,
her presence was like a wonder.
she was a calm mountain,
with a lots of energy to retain.
she stored the streams inside herself,
and release them to show her true self…
she was blowing wind,
which will flow without an end.
she was the nature’s friend,
she made the goodness Trend!
in every situation,
I have companion.
in every way,
she makes her say.
I am just a tree,
but my soul upholds me…
the girl inside me,
is the root of my tree.
I used to blame myself,
but now I know my worth.
compare myself no more,
there is a reason for my birth!
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