Wild Girl

Am born to be wild and free,

Till someone tames me.

A knight in armor, may not be,

The dude could be in jean and tee.

Can’t say I am waiting to be ,

Swept off my dainty feet.

Coz it won’t be pretty to see,

If he can’t hold on to me.

Maybe he’s that cute guy,

Who just passed me by.

But, Unless he lets me know,

My feelings, I can’t show.

But whoever it maybe,

We’ll meet, if it’s meant to be.

But until then, it’s time to be..

The jolly and carefree me.

Am born to be wild and free,

Till someone tames me.

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