Before I wrote this poem I was really hurting for how 2 men had hurt me so bad, I could not think straight. I really thought that at the time that they were all so bad and mean. They say that time heals all wounds but man does it ever still hurt.
TURNING POINT OF MY IDLE LIFE I HAVE LIVED
Tonight as I sit here, I never realized just how much I hate blonde-haired men
Could it have something that happened to me so many years ago, think I am right
Thought I was hopelessly in love when maybe it was just lust
that over-took me way beyond what my fragile mind, body, and soul knew
Today I think that I am completely living the only life that was meant for
me, for I am happier than I have ever been in my whole entire life.
When I wake up in the morning whether it be early morn or late afternoon,
one thought comes to mind, ah I can cook or eat whenever I want, early, noon, night
or in the middle of the afternoon. Spicy, bland or just plain ham and cheese whiz.
Man do I ever love the life I am living now, now I can flirt when I want.
Do I still hate blonde-haired men, yes I extremely do, for they always did me wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem