Moon Child Ballad

Dear the hopeful adolescence,

I am afriad of growing up

just now speeding in my used car,

music streaming out my windows.

only learning the guitar,

my spirit as the wind goes

I am never short of dimpled smiles,

sunglasses- even indoors.

worried too much about my style 

could spend hours in any book store

no love lasted for very long,

but each lover made her swoon

I believed that i was strong.

and channeled power through the moon.

the orb gave me hope at night, 

revealing just the truth.

that my future too may be bright,

I was convinced it was inscribed since youth

I am freer than a feather,

cut loose from her mother's wing,

i flaunted mt signiture jacket adorned in leather,

my confidence resembled kings

but only if i know then, 

that my life now, far from exciting

her nights never reach past ten,

life run by bills and crash dieting

Now i am just a housewife,

to a man i loved once before

goosebumps never again in her life,

i reminece the days before.

I rest my head in light of my love,

tears streaming down my face.

the moonbeams expose me from above,

my life turned to such waste.

I am afraid of growing up