Nom de Plum; Her

The pouring of the rain is a music to her ear,

It was a sound she'll never get tired to hear.

Her, being left alone with her thoughts she fear,

That if only there is one willing to spare,

To make her speak her heart yet none dare.

She wants to think it is just nothing to care,

When the truth, she's really scare to bare,

Knowing that no one seems to see yet they stare.

The tock of the ticking clock made her at ease, 

Knowing that she has time to make her please,

Yet having thoughts she can't even seize,

Made her play dumb setting her mind at peace.

Having emotion very much free from grease,

And her zero tolerance of people's tease,

Had her having fear of getting unbearable hiss,

And the unraveled things she can't appease. 

The glass of milk in her working space, 

Has left the world an unidentified trace,

Of the things she'd work so hard to be in place,

Where people didn't care bur leave such pace,

Not knowing they've been stepping an ace.

Who has been untying the lace,

To the markings she put on her unending race,

Since you've made her lost her unconditional grace.

She always had a pen as a wand.

Of the million thoughts gathered like sand, 

Is in the tip of her ballpoint it stand,

Waiting to be released like a newest brand.

She never dreamed of anything that's grand,

But wish to have someone holding her hand,

Someone she can always bond,

Without her asking in demand.

She was never what you think she is,

That she can live her live in bliss,

Because you think she will never need a kiss,

From a someone she's long to be his,

Though she's not courageous to profess,

That you're all wrong of your prognosis,

With the fact that all she did was say yes,

For you not to be bothered and be at ease. 

But she's a veteran of having none,

When she needs help so things will be done.

She will just tell herself I can win over this ton.

You may think her life is no fun,

But she will even share with you that single bun,

Though she is perfectly stun,

Even you'll always stay away and show shun,

Yet if you'll ask help she'll do it even she's undone.