Tis' my attempt to pen
And pen
And pen
Don't know how or when it will end
Trying to express my desires
Hoping the ink will flow
As my thoughts go asunder
And float  and fly
Into bends

This is a new way of thinking
To try and calm my soul
My mind ...
The great world of Poetry
I will try and as my pen flies
Over this blank canvas
So shall my heart and soul

Geez,
I'm so bored ...
Leading a very busy life
Working a job that's physically demanding
Four days a week
Returned to school,  to create a path to a new Destiny
School is filled with books, research and homework
Four days a week
Yet, I'm so bored ...
Keeping up with the demands of work and school
Home life is quiet, not much to do
So,I relax
Guessing with a friend to talk to and play,  my boredom would go away

The perfect me would not criticize myself or be ******* me.    
I would be a tad bit taller
Straighter nose
Bigger *****
And yes -
A great big chest
My feet,  would be smaller, petite
So I could wear heels that go six feet
My voice
When I speak
Would captivate and defeat
So i could find love and be whisked off my feet
I smile, as I dream of the Perfect Me
I would be so gorgeous
You would stop dead in your tracks
Just staring
At the Perfect Me