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?