Her Alter Ego.. She can get pretty nasty!

With effort they are good liars
Some pack it up and give it to my suppliers
Could you tell me that I'm not thee elite?
And I could tell you it's too good to be seen
But I beg to differ
Just allow me your time and I'll break the Richter
Or better yet tempt me to see what kind of prose you get
Your times a virtue but I'm already set
That's just the purpose behind my madness or free verse as you call it
Given fancy titles and get it twisted like an alcoholic
Or just as dysfunctional as a dynasty
Or an empresses here to ravish the masses
Because no work of art comes without lashes
Turning the tables of the clinically insane
So I suffer so elegantly that you don't know what to say
Straight sending me text's with your blessings
But simply there’s no meaning in your message
And there's nothing more that I can do
But be a heartless bitch that has had more of a bad story or two
Then wrote a killer passage for you to construe
Like the words are in a bottle with a hidden lesson
And I'm always ready for a battle
Picture me by the sidelines with my horse, pads and saddle!

Zanade