I went to a party,
Full of friends and fellows.
I wore a pretty dress,
That were made of glass.
Sorry it was too much.
But I'm in a good mood.
Boyfriend with same batch.
Husband with different blood.
I dreamed it then I created it.
I created it then I wrote it.
I wrote it then I read it.
I read it then imagined it.
It's an imagination.
Sad but that's all I could.
I write cause I'm not capable to speak.
My heart couldn't hold it
Need places to be sketched
Now glad that I found wattpad
