The girl that I have left behind to be the gal I’m now
Has given up the pony and the Cessna and the plow
Has tried to be the one you want
Has willed her to conform
To what the world expects of her
To something close to norm
Still inside desire rages
To burn with passioned fire
To fuel and feed the inner need, to swim in mad desire
The girl of dreams and passions, now a woman quite subdued
But such intensive energy to this pull off, is used
And so she must imbibe to find or rather somehow loose
The fierce and fighting woman who is strangled by the noose
Of modern thought and
civil tongue and proper frame of mind
And so the gal her holy girl, has had to leave behind
But set upon me, stoke the flame, and brother you will see,
The holy fire an ember still
Alive inside of me
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