Most people think I’m perfect
They don’t see underneath the surface
There’s much more to me
Than just what they see
Some think I’m like a flower
Being gentle is my only power
But they’re all wrong
And I’ve waited too long
For them to understand me
Let me come free
I can make mistakes
Find the real me, not the fakes
Come, listen hither
Flowers can wither
And so can I
To bloom, I have to try
I’m not just a goody-two-shoes
I’m a rebel, too
I have a will of my own
Though it may not have shown
I may be full of bright smiles
Even after walking for miles
But that doesn’t mean I can’t feel sad
Or angry, or mad
Sometimes I seem to fade
But I have more than one shade
So relax and let me shine through
Care about me like I care about you
Author notes
This poem is about Flora of the Winx Club.
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ditto with abv they seem perfect. and the poem is realy good.
i would never have thought of that .youv got talent! -
Thank you, I'm glad you thought it was good. : )
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I've never really seen a poem be about a cartoon character and actually be good... Ive seen the Winx club... They seem perfect but I guess youve shown me otherwise. Good write. Uniqe and different. I bet no body else would have thought of that. (:
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