Kamwathi

In shadows cast by doubt, Kamwathi stands,

A lady draped in skepticism's strands.

She pledges to assume the worst, each stride,

In a world where trust is tested, tried.

Her heart, a fortress built with guarded walls,

Against the hopeful whispers fate recalls.

In every smile, suspicion takes its place,

A mask concealing vulnerability's trace.

Through storms of skepticism, she sails,

An anchor of pessimism never fails.

Yet, in her eyes, a glimmer of despair,

Yearning for a trust she once could bear.

In assuming the worst, a shield she weaves,

A cautionary tale her heart believes.

Yet, beneath the armor, a longing cries,

For softer truths and untold skies.

Kamwathi's journey in the shadows deep,

Where pessimism and hope may meet.

A paradox of caution and desire,

In the dance of doubts, her soul aspires.