A girl’s mood, a tempestuous sea,
In her heart, a little dirge may play,
Like the ocean tide, wild and free.
But beneath the surface, a brighter ray,
She’ll journey with the urge to explore,
Diligence, her steadfast guide,
The depths of her soul, to seek and implore.
A girl’s mood, a little dirge, she’ll hide.
A girl’s mood, like the changing tide,
Her emotions ebb and flow,
Diligence her trusted guide,
With every sunrise and sunset’s glow.
In her heart, a storm, a little dirge,
within inextinguishable, a fire burns bright,
she’ll push through the storm surge.
A girl’s mood, journeys on with all her might.
A girl’s mood, like the shifting tide,
In stormy nights and skies so gray,
In the vast ocean of emotions, she’ll ride,
Her spirit wavers, but does not sway.
Diligence, her dependable guide, so true,
For in her soul, a strength resides,
Through life’s ebbs and flows, she’ll sail with you.
A girl’s mood, a force that never hides.
A girl’s mood, a complex, shifting sea,
Through highs and lows, she’ll find her way,
In her journey, she’ll discover the key.
Rising up with each passing day.
With grace and strength, she’ll chart her course,
In her heart, a life’s brave dirge.
Navigating through life’s tempestuous force,
A girl’s mood, she is the storm surge.
WoPoLi 
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