A Gordian knot describes my new made life
For I’m confused and feel misunderstood
My lovers all are tangled in their strife.
Yet,narcissistic, I desire my good.
Alas, I am as beautiful as dawn
This gives a false perception to these men
For as I struggle feeling quite forlorn
Each man wants to take me to his den.
I’d rather read then be adored and served.
No longer youthful ,I have had enough.
I gave my lovers more than they deserved
Now I’m sick of them and all their stuff
Be off you men and find yourself elsewhere
I warn you now I shall soon curse and swear
How my heart sings 