I am a woman,
a child too…
Have you ever seen the different facets of me,
or even tried to.

I am a daughter… yet a friend to my mother,
a sister… yet a mother to my brother
I will be a wife,
yet have to be a lover too, even a mother to pamper him…
and a friend above all.

I am a friend to my friends,
for them to stand by thick and thin.

I am me too,
I love being called a kid…
I love dressing up… and turn heads.
I like to be free…
to be caressed by the wind.

At times I love playing with mud when no one is watching
and laugh watching Tom and Jerry.

I can laugh pearls when my man caresses me,
yet fight the world to keep my family together.
I like to be pampered and love to use his credit card,
but at the same time, can pamper my man with all my charms.
I can tell you how much I hate you,
but at the same time write letters to let you know how much I miss you.

Have you ever tried to scratch, the surface
and let the woman come out, who can be a mother,
a lover, a friend…
whom no matter how hard you try,
you never get enough of her.