"THE GIRL AGAINST THE WORLD"

Born, one in many
All alone you stand.
Bought up with the crowd,
Humming with crazy idea, weird thought,
 instant hugs, constant fights,
Loved  silence and Lusted chaos..
What not you are, moi belle?

A pretty face they saw.
Teary eyes she did,
A strong spirit they felt.
Broken heart she nursed.
As an amour around her scars
A sweet smile she bore.

Diamonds she donated in a blink,
Pennies she treasured, Red, Blue and Pink!
For love she knew naught,
and to fear, she was taught not!

Daring the big bad wolf, she stood
wearing the dazzling red shoes, she strolled
Navigating with her cherub in the woods,
Trusting the old lady with the juicy red fruit... oh.. Belle!

Rubbing her knees she stood,
Fiercely loved, guided, protected and learnt,
 Well done.. Belle. 
Left right left, along the drums
Off the beat, wild yet Graceful..she moved
On and on and on...