All of ’em shabbed,
My hairs danced the tune of the jukebox,
Am a punk gal; a free fairy,
Loves not the diamond but the black pearls.
Bitchy eyes,laser eyes,
Dare you emo boy mess up with me,
My stare is hard;fear it
‘Cuz i can see
Things you never dream to be.
My lips; juicy ones,
Let ’em taste the kiss of yours,
“Cuz am a punk gal; free fairy
Which makes me want more.
Punk furs, rounding all through my body,
Lady pink is now here,
Give me Hi5 my Mr. Cutie,
And enjoy a candlelight with me only if you dare.
Am a punk gal,
Hip-Hop on the tunes of my words,
Am a free fairy, better than a bird.
© 2016 Mind Pickles
I composed this poem when I was 14…..it’s such a long time back and I’m enamored by my thoughts at that age. I used to write a lot of dark stuff back then and I just love the tone and style of my writing. It’s just come up so well, I am glad to be sharing this past version of me through these poems. My life’s first blog was https://queenofgoodness.wordpress.com/ where lot of these poems appear. It was really a silly time and I’m just spellbound by my innocence back then. Enjoy my Darke creations and let me know how you feel about ’em.