Leaving the old me behind,
The new one awaits,
The time to be released,
Throw out the baggy jeans, t-shirts and trainers,
Bring on the PVC, stilettos and corsets.
Plastered in make-up,
Black hair and screaming red nails.
A provocative walk,
A seductive smile,
Adoring come to bed eyes.
Is this really who i want to be?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem