Madame blonde – the insomnia girl

If you care to follow me
I’ll show you a woman
A mere girl
Lost in a world of older ideas
She weeps daily

“You’re not thin enough,
You’re not blonde enough,
You’re not worthy of my sight.”

Frosting of foundation,
A clown’s face.
Mascu-feminine,
Lost under his dream.

Fallen sex appeal breaths,
To be locked up,
Or to be a whore.

Kindness,
All good intentions follow her.
As she is used,
Abused.
And that is just what I see.
And I see it in all.

Madame blonde, the insomnia girl;
Insecure in herself,
Pure in body and mind.
She flows, and she crashes,
She runs down the walls.

Taunts from adolescence,
Hints at lives they won’t know,
Giving less and more,

What do you receive?
What have you been given?
Mistress…