BadToyMural

You may know a woman like her

You have a Maleficent in your life

And tho she seems so dark and dreary

She has hopes and dreams such as the colors of the rainbow

You may know a woman like her

She has a colorful past and stories she wishes to tell you

Of the adventures she’s had

Of the people she’s met

The strange choices she made that

Led to funny stories

You may know a woman like her

And it may seem to you that she quite focuses

On her path quite so

But you see,

She has been in survival mode for so many years

She almost doesn’t know

Any other way

And she lost so very much

Buried too many people she truly loved

At least the gods gave her a pretty face

Albeit nothing else

Nothing else but a little black cat who comes when she calls

And lays on her chest

And so

Please understand

she loves you very much

Tho regrettably

It is perhaps too late for such things

All she ever wanted

Was to be

Understood

To be heard

And be seen

Often things get lost

In translation

And lost

In the madness

Of yesterdays sadness