, , , , , Or, , , , , Why Do I Exsisted.......... Till Now........, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Poem by trinity aana

i tried to fathom my self in disguise..........
of a.....
little girly girl...
two pigtails... or a ponytail.... red satin ribbons
or, , a elastic band...
powder pink lacy frock frills all over.....
can-can beneath.... to give me a bounce
when Papa... hold me tenderly and we had a dance...
i tried to sometimes mirror myself..............
in a......
elegant lady attire........................
smoke grey velvet gown...
kidglove..... silver highs.......glittering diamonds......
or should it be.......
black... lilac... pale.... smooth... soft.....
clutch in my hand.... a dainty silk fan..............
a shine in my eyes... my very own....
you hear that.... hoof.... that puffing.... that sigh.....
forget it darling..... they are no match.......
said one in armor......
i thought.... amore....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i glance... now...in a lake image. of a shivering moon..........
why imagine..... let us face.........
a time worn... a lovelorn.... selfproclaimed.....
shrouding.... shrinking...... mirthless......
far cry of a mirror image...of a girly girl.....
no... but never... come what may... will i leave...
like a nail in my own coffin.............
time will fail.... misreble it must be for them all........
to rust me... that girly girl.... that picure of elegance....................! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

oh! ! ! how was that ball... how was that dance.....
..... i see one last dance still fluttering in me.......