As She looks at the world,
Nowhere near as a grown up,
Dying to stay as a pup.
Ready to be pearled.
Even with her temper,
As strong as a volcano,
Childish ways are a tornado.
How can she be this way until December?
A flower some say.
Viper some call her.
Esther some call her.
Zeus says her first word was yay.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 5:48 PM UTC
As She looks at the world,
Nowhere near as a grown up,
Dying to stay as a pup.
Ready to be pearled.
Even with her temper,
As strong as a volcano,
Childish ways are a tornado.
How can she be this way until December?
A flower some say.
Viper some call her.
Esther some call her.
Zeus says her first word was yay.