I must stay in my room today,
I can not go down stairs.
I'm not allowed to have my way,
or so Viola says.
I'm not allowed to peek of pry,
I'm not allowed to scare.
I must remain here locked inside,
or so Viola says
For I must stay away from those,
who may find me the wrong.
I am not sure when I can leave,
or stay hidden for how long.
Viola wants me for herself,
possessive little witch.
I cant be shared with no one else,
she's that type of bitch.
Alas she is my only love,
I will do completely as she says.
And put my feelings to the side,
for what Viola says.
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/viola-says/
