by: Max Hidalgo

Who could she be?

Nobody knows.

Who could she be when she can be anyone?

Who could she be when you know she’s not who she is?

Who could she be?

Nobody knows.

Who could she be when she is just “she”?

Who could she be when she’s real yet she’s not?

Who could she be?

Nobody knows.

Who could she be when she’s just an idea that transcends fiction?

Who could she be when she’s everything and yet she’s not?

Who could she be?

Nobody knows.

And when you think you’ve known everything all about her-

You’ll realize that she’s nothing but a mere concept.

She’s used to be nobody who can be anybody-

But slowly you made her somebody.

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  1. Happy Lifeaholic says:

    OMG HI!!
    Long time no see! It was really nice to see your blog name pop up as a like on one of my posts. Hope you’re doing well!
    Love the poem btw.

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