She was reborn, a New Soul and a New Transformation into the depth of her purpose. She went through Blood, sweat and Tears. Through War and Through Pain. She wears the Crown of thorns. People mocked her beliefs. she was bullied by being different, she wasn’t like the norm like society wanted her to be. She was far from normal. She was much more.
Unpredictable! You cannot control her. she knew what she wanted, she followed her heart and she always will never stop being herself.
Once you Hurt an Artist,
You will see Masterpieces of what you have done!
The Death of Yesterday is a Birth of Today. This is her story!