Name from a garden
Face from a flower
Heart made of gold
And eyes that truly glitters
Her name means gracious
She was always curious
About things she wasn’t aware
A smile is what she always wears
For you're tired of your troubles
For your body is weary
Perfected By Imperfections
I was walking seeing people come and go
I was observing them, of this they may not know
Through my eyes I realize, lots of things that in the past I didn't know
The world is not perfect, this is where will I grow
Tomorrow Will Be Brighter
Ten, twenty years from now, where will I be?
At a cozy house or a fancy office maybe
But how will that be if education is denied from me.
One, two decades from now, what will I be?