topaz lance
One day I met a girl
whose mind just wanted to twirl
For she just kept on thinking
Expressing her thoughts without blinking
Classifying herself as introvert
She never lets anyone get hurt
For that also makes her overthink
driving her mind closer to the brink
Oh! She can be quite funny
Never getting angry and is sweet as honey
But sometimes she does serious talks
Eventually proving that her mind rocks
Born in December but not at all cold
Oh! How many thoughts you hold
Filled upto brim with laughter and hope
For the depressed, she acts like a rope
I'm lucky to get a friend like her
Talking to her feels like lying in rich fur
And now to her I just wanna say
Be cheerful like this and let yourself slayy!!
nimble walrus