She was messy but brilliant,
Her weakness were her strengths,
Her sensitivity built her up
And other times destroyed her.
There were no in betweens with her.
She loved intensely,
And cried like it rains.
She was brave...she was strong..she could pass by
But she was not,
Shewas born to stand out
Meant to make a change
She was a little insane..And I was terrified to lose
She was a gem, a treasure, an unstable star..she
Didn't belong to this world.
She danced along with her art.yet she had a self
Destructive side, And I wanted to save her, hold her
I tried to control her, but she was free like a bird..
She couldn't be saved
I had to let go.
All I could do is love her,
and that's what I've done...
And what I will do,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem