Love is a butterfly,
But falling in a trap,
Is not a try.
Its a lovely wintery feeling,
That turns the soul in a jingle ring.
Your are not just made to love for a reason,
You should know that you need to blossom in that chapter like every season.
Coz that's the identity,
Dont become someone's doll,
Coz you are only their burden fall.
Wear some makeup,
Coz you are a doll,
Who is made to be a swirl like the waters at the waterfall.