The World Isn't

Who is she?

She is the one that you probably won’t know.

The quite one who never really speaks.

She’s too busy thinking

Bout what she doesn’t know.

The one that cares

She listens when you talk

Wants to be like you

But will never tell

On the outside side she laughs and cries

But in?

She bleeds and dies

She wants to be as strong as a shield

And protect whoever she wants

But instead she’s a beaten rug

She lets whoever walk upon her

She can be mean when she wants

But usually it’s not toward you

She loves to care

Except she has to get it back.

Respect.

As each day passes

She grows a little more inside

A wall fallen

So she can strut with all her pride

To the top

And to not hide inside

She can see

Like a vision

Slowing she’s evolving

Into this person that has never been known

The world is starting to look a little weaker

She’s becoming the ultimate fighter

One of great power

And success

She’s going to be known

For what?

You’ll have to wait.

The real Stefani is starting to show

Rays of light seal the doors to the past

So she can never look back

The future is waiting for HER

She has always shown

She can love, live, laugh, have fun and care

But answer this…

Are YOU prepared???