You can't try to convince me to do something weird...
That already comes awe too naturally.
So Buckle in your seatbelts,
for the peculiar mind of one Miss. Gina G
Once I cut my hair as low as low could go,
Then immediately bought a wig hoping my hair would grow.
Two years prior I camped outside,
because I wanted to feel the glow of a cool's night.
Only to hang my head low as I walked back inside,
with eyes swollen shut with mosquito bites.
While everyone ran inside from the rain; I ran out.
Mom yelled "Gina come inside, you'll get pneumonia!"
But no I stayed out and ran with my dog Biscuit.
At the ripe age of 22,
Some things don't change...I guess they never really do.
Mornings I would wake up early and drive an hour to the beach,
Just so I can swim in the water naked and feel the sense of free.
What's the big deal if I'm naked when I sleep,
If no one's watching...why should it matter to me.
There are are times when I get distracted,
But in the best way possible!
I stop by a stoic tree or a distant edge,
And find myself walking ahead.
Walking, not falling,
I don't want to be in my head.
Gina is crazy and a bit weird.
She doesn't make much sense,
And ignores most council at will.
She is wildly kind and let's life simply be,
there is nothing more satisfying when you're just being me.
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:Distorted Beauty
PuisiThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss