Quiet Houses

i love the way sunshine brings out the golden flecks in hair
bright eyes lit up by the sunlight,
i want to see your colors
i love the way my skin feels right now
sweet scent of laundry and grass in the air
i always dance on my porch, i know the neighbors can see
is it because i love the attention
or is it that im just dancing in someone else's shoes
i play my favorite songs a bit too loud for just my pleasure
change in front of the window
i am never the girl you me wanted me to be
never the girl i want to be

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