Miss Mazy Understood by Anita Bretha Freshair

I know a girl named Mazy
Miss Mazy Understood
One girl called her crazy
But she misunderstood

I can't really say why
But that girl  couldn't see
Mazy lived her life
With Chemical Sensitivity

The girl said Mazy thought
She's more important than others
But Mazy was always taught
We are all sisters and brothers

To live is to care
About all others living
To help and to share
Have hearts that are giving

It seems a bit twisted
To think perfume's a right
The "rights" that girl misted
Turned Mazy in fright

If she thinks it's okay
To wear perfumes and scents
Why not mist Raid
It's an equal offense

Calling Mazy an ingrate
And also a fake
This girl's words seem harsh
And too much to take


Miss Understood, she just
Wants fresh air
And maybe for a few
More people to care...
Less people who judge
More people aware


Miss Mazy Understood, she'd studied,
She knew her stuff
Avoiding chemicals is key
But that was going to be tough

It affects every part
Of Mazy's day
But her sweetheart
Helps her find her way

He loves the forrest
He's perfect for Mazy
She found an angel
And he found a daisy

Living with illness
Can be really scary
He's a wolf, he's protecting
His little canary

He gave his heart
Unconditionally
Now they're building a house
A safe place to be

The road might be rough
But their house has wheels
Mr. Understood
He cares how she feels

So when others have
Silly things to say
Letting ignorance and emotions
Get in the way

They take a deep breath
In air that seems clean
And go on with their life
Fulfilling their dreams