MICHAYLA BLOSS


Music always on, one for every mood
It’s like a drug, addicited to the ability to change your mood like a switch.
Children have my heart, I want four of my own
Husband is less important, women are independant too.
Always moving, always talking, never stoping, un- diagnosed ADHD is the devil
You may think I’m annoyingly energetic and happy, but hey at least I’m happy, more than most can say these days.
Love is strong, though I like almost everyone I encounter
A word like love I rarely utter, don’t take it personally.

Bossy is not in my vocabulary, you do your thing and I’ll do mine
Likewise, I am confident but I keep that to myself.
Others are never judged in my eyes, you don’t know there life
So who are you to judge them, based on the trillionth fraction of their life you see?

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