PINK

Candy floss thrown across,
Flung with my bubble gum,
My mother looking, at a loss,
Soothing songs I no longer hum

Umbrella broken, teddy torn,
Diary now belonged to the bin,
Turned around, as if reborn,
Favourite top, rewashed with Rin

As each item got destroyed,
I inhaled deeper still,
None had a place to hide,
Every inch now submitted to my will

A will, however, not really mine
Spirit broken, and eyes wet,
My pink self, and my pink wine,
Went, forever, inside my closet.