I wonder if i’ll marry an undercover bigamist

I hear the sound of determination

I see the views of the goals i’m chasing

I want he who reads to be digging this

I am sassy yet generous

I pretend that I am not a bit much

I feel at times the softness of my Angel’s tender touch

I touch the springs perfect breeze

I worry that civilization will soon come to a freeze

I cry for those who i’ve lost unexpectedly

I am sassy yet generous

I understand for what you want you must work

I say for what you desire you should never lurk

I dream and hope one day it becomes reality

I try to escape the demons of life but sometimes they just follow me

I hope for he who reads to had been digging this

I am sassy yet generous