There once was a girl
An innocent child,
With a spirit so wonderfully
Restless and wild
That the world thought it fit
To tear down her confidence
To make place for a bit
Of good ol' common sense
She believed all their lies
About how she should act
And learn to ignore all
That was fact
For there is no place
For a girl who is smart
Only for girls who have clothing and makeup
Down to an art
So she lived out her life,
Never confident again,
Never knowing she was an eagle
Between a bunch of hens
M.I.A
#not_me!!!
#exasperated
Wait... what is the actually correct collective pronoun for chickens? Cuz I'm pretty sure it's not 'bunch of...' ...*thinking face*
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Ghost Thoughts
PoetrySelf written poems by yours truly, MIAthePHOENIX!!! In a summary: Really silly at time, Really stupid as well, Moody and depressing And not everyone will like it, Hell, even I don't like all of them. But these are my thoughts, my children I have nur...
