Noises, sounds,

Screams of people;

I hear,

In which I drown.

Filling my mind,

And it's beautiful park;

With weeds of their,

Constant comments.

When did I allow this?

Who was given the permission?

Who's destroying my flowers,

Of my inspiring imagination?

So here I come armed,

With a shovel and a decision;

Ready to start clearing,

And make a new edition;

No more clutter and chatter,

Of opinions;

No more sounds and noises,

Of decisions.

I'm taking the control back,

So let's get down to work;

Because now,

I'm back.

~☆~✧~✧~☆~

Hey there fellow friends!

I appreciate you giving your time to read these words.

I really want to interact with you guys and hear your opinions and I would be really elated if you guys do that.

Sending you the request

Anna