fiddle dee

She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate stone i know i know... mercutio was talking about me

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

People change???

The bouncing baby swathed in the wrong colours coz she was supposed to be a he
The speech that seemed so full of question and exclamation marks

The mummy’s girl who believed God saw all- but negotiated terms from time to time
A short eye-opening stint away from home turned the gay extrovert into a hardened introverted pubescent;

Could only move into typical rebellious adolescent, yes?.... wrong! On the contrary
Disenfranchising courtship with religion, turned to cynic realism

Years flew by and the goody two shoes mask erodes; glimpses of another increasing
Is she her father’s daughter or her society’s product?



Blogger Baz said...

Her fathers daughter. You are all that you have been.

maybe that means she is society's product then...

5:59 AM  
Anonymous magoola said...

Is this you?

12:40 PM  

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