So many men, so many different eyes…
That gaze at me, being thoughtful and suspicious,
I wonder why I am attracting lies
From those who are too far from being ambitious.
What is the loyalty of my team fans?
What is the hatred of my enemies?
I just exist as if I care none
Of their sordid actions and positions.
Whatever takes I win as I got used
Who gives me courage…? God or other creature?
The spirit that drifts power I produce
Comes from the inside of the soul nourished by mission.
What you do love, what you cherish, what you live…
One day will go away from you forever…
And what at last will stay? What will remain
If you had zero impact on mankind?
Existence at its beauty is just mad.
That’s an unknown mystery for real.
The quintessence of being a woman is
Just to remain for this world phenomenal.
Phenomenal
© Copyright: Мила Полянская, 2019
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