Flagrante plagio o A la manera de Paris

 

 

 

I’ve been quietly coming out of my hiding place

Slowly at my own pace, no haste.

I took the small steps,

Wrote about the things that have kept me up for years

Maybe even wrote a song, 

or I’ve been listening to Taylor Swift for far too long

But here I was going along

And had my first speed bump. Or small crash

Opened up myself up too soon

And it sort all of came tumbling down

Now I want to burn the whole shit down

And crawl back into my hole

But I will keep it back on track

As if my life depended upon it

Because actually, it does.

So back do I go

Pen and paper nearby

Keyword warrior is back

Cat will make her art.