Why Should I Refrain

Mystified why I needed to hold myself back I argued with my muse Who gave my brain waves a crack. Let me decide my muse sang with glee. I am the sole voice of reason and in charge of thee. I am your imagination, I am your playful side. I can do what you cannot; for I have no need to hide. Why should I refrain? I asked her at length. She rolled her eyes And turned my imagination a bright blood red pink. Let me decide my muse sang with glee. I am the sole voice of reason and in charge of thee. I am your imagination, I am your playful side. I can do what you cannot; for I have no need to hide. Surely you are not the kuku we find in the nest She said in her haughty way Of putting me into a whirl wind fest. Let me decide my muse sang with glee. I am the sole voice of reason and in charge of thee. I am your imagination, I am your playful side. I can do what you cannot; for I have no need to hide. But I am impulsive, I argued my way. Watching her eyes narrow as she came my way. I surely get some say at the end of the day. Let me decide my muse sang with glee. I am the sole voice of reason and in charge of thee. I am your imagination, I am your playful side. I can do what you cannot; for I have no need to hide. So I decided to give in For her refrain was sound. I am lying in my bed Sneak writing around.