like scene in an old cinema
they expect me to let down my guard
to let my fort infiltrate by their
soldiers
and execute me like a witch on the
holy ground
and if i found someone to count stars
with
then i'm to be crushed by your stones?
if i stand up for my belief
if i stand up against a liar
if i stand up against a cheater
if i seek explanation from him
to clear the gray haze that he brought
upon me
they imposed the title of "mad
woman" upon me
colors are a merry mirage
i speak words true in this hearing
before you
sky color is not permanent
leaves color is not permanent
your pink painted sky turned gray
again
and leaves green lost their color in
fall
About- This poem is part of my poetry collection titled "Folklore: The Folk Tales of Summer", which is written based on the stories sang by Taylor Swift in her 8th studio album folklore. This poem is based on the song "mad woman" and is about Betty moving on from James and finding someone new while everyone keep calling her mad woman.
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