PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It does make sense, why I'm happy alone

I travel to the places where I want to go

I can choose what to eat, nobody cares

I dance to my music, and no one is bothered

I sing out of tune,till my voice is hoarse

I watch all the movies, and I stop when I want to

I shop till I drop,guilt is not an issue

I put on my make up,red ,white and blue

I put on my mini,it's ok cuz I'm thin

I flirt now and then, and it gives me the thrill

then I pray to my God,please no tears and no

sadness,this life that I'm given,does make a lot of sense