I'm so different
now capricious, then beautiful,
that monster is dumbfounded
then beauty is the miss universe
sometimes complaisant, then with character,
then I am silent, then I swear obscenely,
then in burning huts on a horse,
I desperately demand help
slam the door - I’ll put all the dots
then fondling a fluffy lump,
I love and hate right away
I'm afraid of heights, but on the roof
I go out for a dark night
then wife, then exemplary daughter,
now I laugh, then I sob the beluga,
now I reconcile, then I swear with my friend.
I’m not sick, not a crack in my psyche:
I'm just a one hundred percent woman!