She Paints Her Spirit Poem by Silence Dogood

Shes not affected by pressure.
She doesnt care about popularity.
Shes free from the masks.
That dominate reality.

She paints her spirit
with the coulors of the rainbow.
Her eyes glitter like rain.
Shes as free as the wind that blows.
And the streets that have no name.

Shes not part of the backround.
She doesnt hide.
She doesnt care about clothes.
Only the person inside.

Shes not the typical girl.
She doesnt fake a smile.
Shes not acting or pretending.
Cause to her its all worth while.

She paints her spirit
with the coulors of the rainbow.
Her eyes glitter like rain.
Shes as free as the wind that blows.
And the streets that have no name.

Shes just a little girl.
Same age as you and I.
Shes got those baby cheeks.
And that sparkle in her eye.

She'll act like a child.
So foolish and younge.
She'll jump in the snow.
Just because its fun.

She paints her spirit
with the coulors of the rainbow.
Her eyes glitter like rain.
Shes as free as the wind that blows.
And the streets that have no name.

She just doesnt care.
About trends and boys.
She makes a childhood.
We all should enjoy.

Because shes not afraid.
Of not fitting in.
Or being considered cool.
She doesnt need to be fat or slim.
To be a chilidish fool.
She'll paint her spirit.
Bright as the sun.
She'll dance in the pouring rain.
She'll be a child and have her fun.
Like the streets that have no name.

She paints her spirit