I woke up to look at the moon;
to wonder" is it very soon";
to just give it a thought;
or realize that I am moaning in wrought.
I had sworn before;
Love is beautiful;Love is soulful;
I actualize;
Love is futile; Love is volatile.
Why do my thoughts vary?
Why am I no more a fairy?
because I want to be Human;
and make my food without the cinnamon.
No more expectations;
No more mental mutations.
Its just going to be me;
On a Happy Spree.
A chirpy Lass;
is never a lonely *** ;)
Phew Ladies!!! Go wild...Love urself <3 <3 <3