Personas

I like my perfume walk around

For the mind of the people and the mess up.

I like being able to give love

When someone is in pain.

I like lots of color,

And taste,

Heat ...

Heat but only from people

Most of the time, I want the weather be cold

Just so I can feel the heat better of them all,

And his presence and smiles.

They say the freaks have charm

They say the straights too much have no courage ...

Courage to make a big change,

Or a haircut,

Or to admit mistakes,

And have a good laugh like a child

And that way, every day, restoring hope.

There are people of all shapes and ways

There are many beautiful and ugly

There are boring and crazy

And there is also the worst kind:

Who does not live only exists.