Make me out a monster
when I am merely a damsel in distress
refusing to digress
into the arms of just anyone.
I can't view others for more than playthings.
I'll stay for awhile if you ask nice.
I am not a girl. I am mice,
Something your mother fears.
I'll break through your door
before light does your window.
Many find that hard to swallow.
There is no permanence.
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 8:51 PM UTC
Make me out a monster
when I am merely a damsel in distress
refusing to digress
into the arms of just anyone.
I can't view others for more than playthings.
I'll stay for awhile if you ask nice.
I am not a girl. I am mice,
Something your mother fears.
I'll break through your door
before light does your window.
Many find that hard to swallow.
There is no permanence.
