Happily

My writing is simply

A chaos of musings,

That of a woman who

Men deem confusing.

 

Maybe because I don’t always

Say what’s on my mind,

But maybe that is due

To the lack I have of time

To release my precious

Thoughts into the stifling air,

In the vague hopes that someone

Will at least pretend to care.

 

Someday, somewhere, someone

Is bound to understand,

But until then,

happily,

Independent I stand.

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