Two pairs of new glasses;
Two new styles of me
One is plastic and blue
The other wire and pinky.
The first have a wide frame
They're there to be seen
The blue brings my eyes out
And for once, they're clean.
They're sturdy and useful
For when there's work to be done
They're so 'out there' and cheerful
For when I'm feeling fun.
The second pair's slender;
They're delicate and sweet.
The darkish pink is subtle but
I like it; it's neat.
The wire pair is gentle,
More soft and quiet,
For those days when I'm ladylike
(If anyone will buy it)
Both pairs give a glimpse
Of different sides that I show
The outgoing and determined,
And the side that less know.
Two new pairs of glasses;
Two new styles of me
But the best thing of all
Is that now I can see!
YOU ARE READING
Reflections of an Idle Mind
OverigI'm finding I like to write a little before I go to sleep, and I figured I'd do it on here as much as I'd do it on my notes. Each part is seperate, and could be an idea for a story, something I just felt like writing, or a poetic blurt of feelings...
