She wakes with joy and happiness
She greats everyone around
She reminds them of their daily activities
She wishes them good luck
She goes out with hope
She blesses everyone she sees on her way out
She believes in what she does
She is seen as a wife material by few people
She walks in "all is well"
She hides her weak points
Everybody respect her for who she is
She is the go-getter type
She stings everything that annoys her
She curses everything little mistake made by man
She blames everything for anything
She's the hate-speech type
She comes back as harmless as possible
She smiles as if nothing went wrong
She greats with grief and envy in her heart.
She clothes the real her with shinny godlike veil.
She's a Chameleon.
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