She loves cooking shows,
all the trials and passion to present what's appealing.
And when her love grows,
or her hate there's no hiding for the way she's feeling.
Every one who met her says she's sweet,
a beautiful girl who loves the world though she's alone.
She finds hope in each heart beat,
and as long as she is alive she will be fine on her own.
She writes words of love and hate,
and she always dream of better days.
But she's always too late,
to find out who goes and who stays.
So many times she thought she had friends,
and when she knew they were enemies she smiled.
She lies and she yells and she pretends,
but she never hurt anyone and no life she riled.
There are stories and hearsays,
about times she fell in and out of love.
About things she does and says,
about a life that's simple and tough.
One thing she knows that no one,
shall put restriants on her words or on the thoughts on her mind.
She'll be here when she wants and be gone,
the minute she desires and when it's neccesary she will leave it all behind...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.