What's a Girl To Do
The skies are blue,
my heart is too,
so many problems,
what's a girl to do.
I think I'll move,
away from here,
and create a new ocean,
with all these tears.
Then I'll set sail,
on water I own,
to a place unheard of,
to a place unknown.
A new identity,
new clothes to wear,
and if I decide to,
I'll change my hair.
Headed south,
where the climate is warm,
just me, and myself,
and all my charm.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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