Villanelle

Kenia Smith

You know what? I just don’t care
Music & drawing, what is stress?
I turn around , but you’re not there

Little black dress, I shouldn’t stare
Though I admit it’s a look of success
You know what? I just don’t care

Red lips, black heart, which is very rare
Men stare, but her life is an awful mess
I turn around, but you’re not there

My cold breath in the air
I’m better alone more or less
You know what? I just don’t care

In a dark quiet path with the wind in my hair
Is my life my final test?
I turn around, but you’re not there

Light shines upon me and I can feel the glare
It’s my last chance I need to confess
You know what? I just don’t care
I turn around, but you’re not there

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