Peach Pity Party

Welcome to my peach pity party It’s my own fault it’s started Without music I so lavender love I find my pen more and piano not enough I have ambitions and I notice now That time is ticking winding down I’m sure to die poor and unknown I’m ok with that but dreams are blown Dreams of leaving earth better than it was Dreams of leaving inheritance and love Dreams of not dying alone at home Dreams of never being weak but strong I don’t wear Cpap so I’m doomed Lupus in remission but could anytime bloom I have overcome some dilemmas thankfully But God still put impossible dreams in me Why so that I strive despite my hard head Writing my dreams that I will never live In a way I have because you read my lines When a poetic thought starts in my mind So pity party you are here with me Embracing my poems and deferred dreams I’m no longer a girl with the canvas sky But a mature woman who uses ink to fly