Posted in Poetry

I don’t dance like that no more…

I used to be that girl

That never went out before dark

got dressed to the nines only

to do that shameful walk

For fun I would collect hearts

never let myself be tamed

I’m older now, no longer insane

Clothing myself properly

During the night time

I choose sleep

My spirit is now old

Body is weak

Substances is for the youth

Who can do anything

They put their mind too

Endless supply of energy

However I won’t weep

I did everything I wanted

Actually more

So that lifestyle, became a bore


The best way to get to know a person is not by what they say about themselves, but what they say about the world, people and everything else. So if you want to get to know me there is no better way than just simply reading my work. It's the window to my soul.

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