I was a rebellious little child
I was a mature youngster back in the day
I was a darling sweetheart thang that broke many a lacking heart
I am a grown dandelion
Now I wonder where I went, I love myself, I did.
Curls it her crazy hair, lost a moment to sink
I was a chillax partner there, I still would love to
I was a failing business woman,
a fumbling server, a darling chef,
a cunning navigator of local lands, shortcuts and coordination of the most routine of tasks I was
I was a sailor when I lost at sea,
I found the sun rose on the other side of the Ganga
I made many stories sink there like a stone.
I was a mother once, before I had no children.
I was a rapist once, a slut, a slither in the jingling dark, no child could find me there
I was
A responsive lover once I was,
responsive to cunning lies to deviousness
Responsible for a man bigger than what he said was,
Was bigger than he really was,
I was a loving lover was
Still am the lover I once was, better than I was before
I want love, so I am not free,
Would I say no if yes to me?
I was a loyal listener once,
but silence frosted over the words
and now I see what can be done,
as hand doth speak that holds a gun,
I am not afraid, I fear,
I fly I flow, I carry dear
All the lessons I forget, I hold with me
once dry now wet
I am what I was, I am never again,
a change, I am the current state
I be the young the old the aged
Mother son
betrothed and bathed
for family's finding new her mother
Brother stands like pillar now,
never to leave I was a fire.
