Conflicted on my decisions
Focusing to hear my intuition
Because hard I have to listen
So many unanswered questions
So I always go fishing
Our chance we missed
I’m confused on if the Universe Forbid it
Standing firmly in my faith
Head held high
No matter the case
I am a Queen
So I don’t chase
Cinderella
Glass slipper
I thought you were my Mr.
Big no more
We’ve evened out the score
So now the famous question remains
Do we return for Moore?
Are you sure?
