While she stands there in strength,
Her emotions are crumbling inside.
She is not an open book that you can just pick up and easily understand.
Each of her pages tell their own story, and even when you think you know enough, there is always more.
She is made from all the people she has encountered and all that she has experienced.
Inside, she holds a deepness and passion that creates both peace and chaos.
She holds laughter and stitches from cracked hearts, music that calms her, and emotions she can’t convey.
There is a gentle rage simmering inside her that she nurtures.
It is her rocket fuel.
She feels everything deep down to her very core.
And if you have learnt anything from her;
She will not only climb mountains, she will move them to.
Jade Hayek ☿