I am growing into a wild person.
Who wishes they could tell you what success is like.
And how sometimes I wonder if it would be more rebellious
To have a child or not have a child.
Someone who wonders whether to out-adult my prior self, or to be a child in spite.
And wants to tell of my adventures on the path of life.

I'm someone who wishes to be wise but youthful.
But this often brings me down.
As I find it hard to shed my skin.
And find it hard to play win-win.

I am becoming a wild person.
Who took a chance and rode an e- bike.
Who could show you the meaning of zealous.
While still remaining meek and mild.
Who could ride again someday in spite.
And tell of more adventures, for it is my right.

I'm someone who wishes to be wise but youthful.
But this often brings me down.
As I find it hard to shed my skin.
And find it hard to play win-win.

I don't need to tell you, for you can see.
I am unapologetically nice and unapologetically me!
I am becoming a wild person
With a head full of lyrics and rhymes and sounds.

Consists of 3 stanzas of ABABBCBC, followed by 1 BCBC

ABABBCBC
That girl is so hot
She is super and delicious
Whether you like it or not
No you shouldn't be suspicious
You shouldn't get so vicious
Yes she is trans
So smart and ambitious
Yes we are her fans!

Lana Del Rey
Has the girls and gays
She gives them butterflies
Wears fake lashes on her eyes.

Gloria, gloria, gloria
Such euphoria
To hug and hold
She's getting old.

My man Jim
don't play no hymns.
At least on bass
in any case.

My heart ached for so long.
And you told me it was alright.
Realizing to smoke is pain,
I thought about you all night.
July of my last trip,
Ugly, boring, and a shame.
A newfound freedom
Never fiending for you again.
A new leaf I have turned, fake friend!

She has skin cancer
scabby, dark, and misshapen.
Love brings the healing.