I used to be a dancer
but now my legs have fallen asleep
I was a lemonade girl
but now I switched it up with a bit of raspberry
I used to like pasta
but now I traded it in for PB& J
I could be getting my masters
but now I’m still studying for a bachelors
I used to be a realist
but now with the pollution of hearts
I am a romantic
but now, soon, he will break my heart and I’m ready
I wish I could crawl underneath fallen Fall leaves
but now it is Spring and there’s no more on the ground
I wish I was a man’s dove
but now I’m every man’s unappreciated butterfly
-Butta Love, the provocative verbalist
