Not a straight forward
recipe
all the nutty ingredients
mixed up
creating,
she
A dash of madness,
moody-dance
finding peace, in a musical
trance
Tears drop
stomping
on the floor
A spoiled child
to the core
****** a smile
though it's only
fleeting
Wipe off the frown
or deserve a beating
Let her sleep
exhausted slumber
Awake, she'll only be a
******
Set your happiness on fire
Chase the embers to
extinguish the temperamental flame
As the feelings, light as feathers
tickle her brain
Triggering the weight of emotion..