My Freedom
I sleep with my cat in my warm king-size bed
Men have no access to. It's driving them mad.
Those flowers, candles and diamond rings
Just won't make me happy or give me new wings.
It's only my freedom that I'll ever need,
My fame and success are sufficient indeed.
I won't play a game with my freedom at stake,
I've already tried it and it's my mistake.
I sleep like a princess till late afternoon
And true inspiration will come with the moon,
I'm free to create what I want, anywhen,
I'm fine with my papers, some wine and a pen.
The princess won't dream of becoming a queen:
I'll do anything to escape the routine.
If I am alone, the kingdom's all mine,
It's built with a pen and a bottle of wine.
Copyright © Ria April Avalon | Year Posted 2015
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