Snow
She can be sweet as honey,
But cold as ice.
She can be a heaven for children,
But a hell for adults.
There are days where she has
Friends to play with,
And some days she is completely
Isolated out in the cold.
She may be cold to the touch but
There is warmth underneath her
Ice cold heart.
The Tyrant Tot And Submissive Slave
Mommy, Daddy,
I want that dolly,
The one with the pretty pink dress
And the big white bow
Mama, Papa,
Can I have the dolly over there,
The one with a pretty dress
And big white bow
Please,
I have been a very good girl
With very good grades
May I,
I have been on my best behavior
And I’ve been working really hard at school
What do you mean no
You’re not being fair
Mommy, Daddy
Why can’t I have the dolly
I can’t have the dolly
But why
Mama and Papa
Too many toys
But I never had enough
Why do you have to be so curl
Mommy and Daddy
But you promise
If I pass my math test
I cans have any to I want
Why did you lied to me
Why
You’ll buy me the dolly after all
Thank you, oh thank you
Yes
All I need to do is throw a fit
And I’ll get what I want
It’s my way or the highway
I’m sorry, Daddy, please stop yelling
No, no, Mommy
Please don’t hit me
Why does this always happens
All I’ve ever wanted was to feel appreciated
And nothing more
Lonesome
Daisy gathered by weeds.
She favors her solitary.
And the soundless fields.