Just happy with the little I got.
I followed my mothers steps
When being free had no sense.
Breakfast, lunch, simmer, dinner,
Working, Saturday, Sunday, jealous women ,
Driving in the morning like best member of the best team.
But something was shining,
People followed me.
I gave them the hope,
At least daily laugh.
Still feeling not being pretty or smart.
I almost gave up, I almost blend in.
And I looked at the eyes,
Eyes of the queen.
Beautiful woman, strong, sexy and free,
She stared at me.
What’s wrong with you?
She asked.
Okay, one more time, look..
