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Oct 2013
Laughs with me and smiles but turns around and plans and plots
but I am not weary
I'm prepared for what she's got

I feel no fear just pity and regret
that I let her in my life,never to forget
but weary am I not
for what plans she has got

I may be soft and forgiving but my mind is focused and sure
I may be a rose but my thorns will *****
I may be a doormat,everyone just does with my feelings and heart what they wish but I have always won she just cannot get me down

Jalousy does not consume me,nor does hate
and this is what makes me strong
the wicked witch cannot enchant me for her evil magic to me is gone


Her powers are invain
she goes half insain
when I beat her at her own game
but it's a shame that to hurt me is her aim
for I am the horror of her  world
me?this delicate but yet unbreakable girl!

Forced to have to get along with someone so devious
it's so pythetic and way more hillarious!!!
She will offer me the apple and I will pretend to consume but little does she know,I am her total doom!!!
Written by
Sheri Swartz  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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