Yesterday, I was a flower.
All bloomed and rejected to have a groom.
Yesterday was my last,
I don’t know if I can take this but here I am…
I am a woman but don’t confuse
my role with my abilities.
I maybe shy but my voice can echo
Feel it as it can heal your narrowed heart
Let me end by saying this is not a piece of art.
Please, now you can depart!