Goddesses with the mask of normal lives
Feminine beauty with the scent of love
Graceful flowers dancing in the dark lake of life
Sensitive with a powerful glow
Droplets of tears slowly descend as the wave of joy washes over her
What it\'s like to be her is something no one can grasp with the full knowledge
Bottles of Emotion stored into the belly of these bright beautiful stars
Other worldly like beings picked and placed onto this one
Lights shining like the sun onto the chaotic darkness
As the embodiment of comfort and love, they do not belong
Not for the reason of being different or being outcasted
But for the reason of being the freedom gift we do not deserve