I wish you could see me be beautiful

strength found when those around want to hurt you.

I wish you could see me

see me be beautiful that is.

I've only gained more beauty since you left me.

I glow in sunlight and play even more in the rain.

Its freedom that keeps the drew and taste so good.

With out all of you.

No one with me that does not wish me to be there...nor I wish a man to be with me who is not true to himself.

No one to pee on my leg to tell me who my friends should and shouldn't be. Or get pissed over another looking at me.

Its not about the win of a mans heart for that is not what I seek.

Your pain is also not what I keep.

I love only everything and keep only nothing.

At days end I have me.

I'm not hating the women who choose to be the others, let them be the other and let them be happy for they are may one day get tired of trying to run their mouth and take unintelligent shots only to reveal their own stupidities.. Its the same old game I never play life has to much love for me to watch and play.

Let the man leave and be happy with a woman of such curl nature. He may arise one day twenty years from that day forth hating and asking himself what the hell did I do.

But to me this worries me none for I wish him love and happiness all the day through.

For at the end of the day I have me

and I'm even more beautiful then when you left me.

Trick the man who thinks he can cage lark.. Make him think crazy with a dependences true

for he has bitten the bitter and can only see blue.

With such anger a brew leaves not much time for curls a larks die more often when caged.

Allow the man to have anger and animosity for not allowing him to have his cake and eat it too.

For its alright if you wish not to speak to him for fear of drama that his love or serpent may bring.

At days end I wish them all well...

Just not around me well at least not right now.

For I'm loving my beauty, I'm enjoying the calm and strength.

My lips are still wet for they still kiss well and even better now.

My touch still moves with a passions tide, my eyes are still bright with sparks twice as high.

At days light I still move every inch of me with love strength and quick wit.

I wished not for us to have ended let alone on such dramatics nor do I wish for Karma to sleep in your bed at night. For I still love and my heart still beats for loves of old and always. For it has never left me.

But life is what it is and we all move along fighting and singing in our own little way.

I've been blessed enough to be graced with ample amounts of beauty so I sing.

For I wish you could see me

see me be beautiful that is

for I have only gained more since you left me

and beauty of a woman is one of the worlds pureist gifts