She is not just about beautiful smiles
And glassy eyes full of mystery.
She’s a collection of disappointments,
A collection of heartbreaks,
And every shade of darkness I may have seen.
She’s made of stardust and chaos,
She’s made of rain and rainbows,
And fragrances of happiness,
With tinge of bitterness.
She’s so much more than beautiful smiles,
And so much more than the strong facade she puts on.