I have had my fill and do not crave the constant attention, I could so with a breack from it all,
I think my open heart is now closing a little bigger over the new things that I have learnt,
I will be happy going my own way, until I burn my fingers again,
Morning yoga sounds exciting, laugh at my own jokes,
Cleaning up, externally, is the same as cleaning upĀ internally,
A glass of wine to start my day, cheecky,
Little outfits, as I play, reading letters all the better,
Wash my hair have a bath, I like things wetter,
Faces change but my feelings stay the same,
I learnt a lot from not having you around,
All I can say now is that I feel sorry for you, missing out.