PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

i once ate a piece the pie called life

it transformed me into a mother and wife

it made me fat and happy and sad

it made the world think i was mad

crazy i am not though open i am

angry i get sometimes when i am not ma'am'd

i love being hugged with my heart in full force

i am tired of walking as life takes it's course

makes me feel lost in all of the work

the words from my mouth impress i'm beserk

i live to be loved and feel what is real

i live to not have to have to be healed

that pie changed my path and it opened my eyes

that pie limited the number of tries

i will do no more than to fill up my plate

and impress how things can progress and relate.