Tuesday, March 24, 2009

A nightmare every girl wishes for...

Panic, fear, nausea, is what she feels today
We try to calm her down in any possible way
She doesn’t have time to breathe, drink or eat
She’s shaking, she couldn’t even take a seat
There’s no way to describe the way she feels today
All we want is to calm her down in any possible way

They call her and tell her she’s really running late
As if she needed more pressure, she’s about to faint
She rushes and tries to prepare for the unpreparable
Her hand shakes and she feels the butterflies unbearable
She feels her shoulders are frozen and so very tense
The adrenaline is enough to help her jump a high fence

Her nails frenched, her make up perfect, everything is done
She’s still nervous, afraid, and knows the night won’t be fun
She takes one last glance at the mirror to judge her reflection
She’s not aware of the fact that the mirror reflects perfection
With the most graceful walk, she heads to the man she’ll be a wife
Its true, she’s the most beautiful creature that will ever encounter his life