I'm just a soft girl
It's what I have to go through.
In the tender flesh, a tempest rages on,
Hormones clash, and emotions are undone.
I'm just a soft girl, lost in the stormy sea,
Tossed by waves of feeling, helpless to be free.
My mood swing wildly, like a pendulum's sway,
One moment calm, the next, a torrent's display.
My heart, a battleground, where hormones fight,
Leaving me breathless, in the dark of night.
But still, i searched for balance, a gentle shore,
Where emotions ebb, peace is restored.
For in the turmoil, a soft girl's strength is found,
A resilience that weathers every stormy round.
With every wave, i learn to stand tall,
And find my strength in the midst of it all
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Alonge Yewande
A Nigerian introspective writer, weaving raw, honest and deep personal stories that capture the complexities of the human experience.
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