Allow me to introduce myself, I’m not sure if we have met.
I’m ‘T’, take that how you will. It’s not my name, you know that already.
‘T’ for trouble
‘T’ for teenager
‘T’ for tears
‘T’ for terrible
Tantalize, terrorise, tart, tattoo, tear away, tease, tantrum, temper, temptress… the list goes on.
You may have caught a glimpse of me occasionally.
Other’s only know this me.
Whatever your experience of ‘T’ you can be sure of one thing, you’ll never forget me.
I come out to play when things get tough, emotions are high and life is too much for ‘her’ to handle. I am the escape, the freedom, letting go, forgetting (not forgiving), fun, fun, fun…
I am out of control and I love it. I can do anything, be anything, have anything, nothing is beyond my reach.
I want, want, want.
I take, take, take.
Give me your attention, don’t stop. Thanks. Now I’ll move on to the next one. Line up, line up I’m here for the taking, I want you to want me.
Dressed up to the nines, high as a kite. I’m going to dance all night.
Knocking back shots, smoking pot. Anything goes, for this is my show.
I flutter my lashes, wriggle my hips. Everyone watching, as they should be – don’t you wish your girlfriend was hot like me – hahaha.
I play with hearts, I play with minds, I play with bodies, including mine.
I look in the mirror and what do I see, a sexy little minx winks at me, but behind those eyes the secret lies.
The broken girl, the alter ego, the real person trapped beneath the mask. The eyes lie, the sparkle isn’t there, it’s lost like her.
I shake my head, straighten my hair, touch up my make-up and glare. I push her away for another day, she cannot have this she would not appreciate the effort it takes, with her emotions and feelings she is just a mess. Lock her up and throw away the key. There’s too much fun to be had to waste your life being sad.
Get up and go, run and scream, dance and dream.
Tonight is my night, get me another drink. Laughing, flirting, enjoying it all.
Look at me, bad girl on the prowl, hunting a victim. Try to chase me, you may catch me but you’ll never keep me, this girl is not for taming.
Gimme your number, I’ll never call. One night is all, so do not fall.
Leaving a hoard of devastation and destruction in my wake, I steal your mind and your heart I will break. But she will be back when I awake, so no sleep tonight, try as she might. I won’t let her have this back, I need to rule it, possess it. This is my night.
I am ‘T’ come to me, the alter ego who loves to be everything she could never be – free…
Call me ‘T’
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