poem entitled, 'fantasy girl'

"I don't know how to be anyone other than me,

just as well cos I don't want to be your fantasy.

I have a heart, feelings (in case you were wondering),

sometimes they are messy, if you were pondering.

at times I think too much - I'm not a saint

I'm emotional so add that colour to your array of paint

I would apologise for being sensitive but it works well in other things,

I'm a rare song few birds dare to sing

but I'm afraid I'm not your fantasy and it scares me too,

but individuals there are too few

I can't offer you your version of me,

there is no person I'd like to be other than me.

Just as well cos I don't want to be your fantasy,

I can't just snap in and out of my feelings magically.

I have a heart full of feelings that lead me into more truth,

if I were a house, don't be the roof

I don't want to be your fantasy girl.

I have a heart and I like to twirl.

I want to love without bounds,

I am a bird that makes unique pretty sounds"