Magie May marshall

My life has become a dreary mess - goblins and all…

My life has been a rollercoaster ride

Always fluctuating with the tides

More low than highs

Wrapped up in bitter sweet lullibies

I wait for hope and hope waits for me

But always seems to be swallowed up by the sea

Dreams of being free from the drifting of me

I wait patiently for those wishes to be

Always wondering if it is really you and we

I’ll sing until I can’t and fly until I die

Always knowing it should have been you and I

Lost direction looking into my reflection

The ugliness of a slight misconception

Grab hold of your angst and fly free

I am back in NYC for Lennon’s Birthday. My daughter isn’t speaking to me and my boss didn’t have my back.

Throughout my life, from as far back as I can remember, people in positions of power have always treated me poorly. Walk all over me. Yet, I know they enjoyed it - they want to see me in pain and not succeed - why?

Why is it that we must work so hard, only to be surrounded by vindictive people, manager, CEO's, CFO's CNONO's.