When you have a daughter in future,
Don't ask her to read science.
*Dumbasses do that*
Ask her to throw balloons filled with colours over canvases.
Ask her to write poems on sunflowers.
Ask her how she would like bedtime stories to end.
*Read her bedtime stories*
Ask her if she would like to open her own chocolate shop someday.
When she grows into a teenage woman,
Don't ask her her future plans,
*Boneheads do that*
Ask her if she has a crush on a girl in her class.
Ask her why the teacher you met in her PTA
talks like a constipated douchebag.
Ask her to use her voice.
Ask her to sing and dance like there's no tomorrow.
Tell her being crazy is okay.
Tell her, though people can sometimes be ugly,
But the world is beautiful
- And she has to make it more beautiful.
That should be her ambition.
(A/N: I'm sorry if anyone has a problem with the language here...but...my emotions are usually in extremes whenever I write something!)
(Oop. Forgot to add something in there...I can't believe a 100 people have read my book. Shit ton of love, hugs n kisses to y'all!
Please do vote, comment n share!)
YOU ARE READING
Burning.
Poetry..For anyone who's suffering out there, fighting with your own set of demons. ( you're not alone, you know.) Dedicated to one of my closest friends, H.
