Self Protection Poem by Stephen Sherwood

She's got a tattoo of a target
and it's printed on her back.
I think that I could mark it
but I could not be exact-
its a very tricky thing,
in a real pecular place.

She wants to chase her dream
but she's scared to show her face...

she covers up in make up, but
she knows its all in vaine
so she grabs a loaded gun

and pretends to go insane.

She points it at a mirror
and stairs at her reflection
but swears its's just a stranger

and it's only self protection.