Pretty

I want to think pretty thoughts
Butterflies, fairies, humble ladybirds
Flitter, Flutter

Serene and beautiful and peaceful
If only it were

Alas, things are not so
Thoughts are cramped, disturbed
Even lost

What is a girl to do?
Where should she acquire extras?
Extra sugar and spice and other nice things?

Should she give up pretty and nice?
Should she resign herself to blandness?
Should she wile away her life watching others?

Shouldshe shouldshe shouldshe?
No, she shouldn't.
Pretty thoughts are not real, not substantial

Not always. They are fluff
The candy floss of brains
To be eaten or thrown away

What to do?

-Trish