The Golden Book Of Lies

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.Today I'm pretty, successful, smart.

Tomorrow, maybe fat, not witty... A tart.

Some months ago I have left behind

a pregnancy and people too blind.

For today I confessed that for more than ten years

I can't conceive, even the wish is so dear.

Yesterday, fulfilled, in men arms I linger,

Today ,on yeah ! I'm a lesbian singer.

Tomorrow I'll be a teenager student.

But I'll slow down. I'd rather be prudent.

A year ago I was losing a child,

and at the same time, sexually running wild.

In a year's time and if God permits,

I will be an ex drunkard trying to get fit.

I have been a poet, a mother, a wife;

a lover, a scholar... Imagine the strife !

An ex addict, drug dealer, a robber, a thief...

Imagine my mother,( Poor ! ), crying in grief.

I've been old, I've been young... A woman, a man.

Left aside children, for I can get banned.

I have written a book, I have planted a tree.

I have been such great human ! Is this truly me ?

No!... Today I don't know whoever I am!

I'll try to find myself... If not I'll be d°°°°d!