MANASVI SHARMA BAWA

Her mind is a place of wonder, 

She has tears she has laughs and then there is thunder. 

Her mind is a mine field,

One misstep and off we go, there is no shield. 

Her mind is constantly ticking, 

What will happen, will it be okay, why am I so sad, she sits there thinking. 

Her mind is curious, 

And truth be told, don’t answer her questions and she can be quite furious. 

Her mind is full of worries, 

Am I doing this right? What if this doesn’t work? It’s bunch of flurries. 

She does have moments of self-doubt, 

She is only human everyone counters, it is a just a bout. 

Her mind is a beautiful mess, 

And trust me, it’s easier to play a game of chess. 

Stay Tangled. xx

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