*How long a minute is just depends on which side of the bathroom door you’re on... *I’m all sugar, sugary it doesn’t matter the

I see you, I see through you you’re scared - I understand you float above the ground afraid if you touched you might feel again and

I really am happy I know what I want & where I want to go Never have I thought that before,,,

I’ve died A thousand Times already

Riding fast she paid no attention broken mirrors it wasn’t there it was in the half left shield she noticed, it was her, it was her face, deep lines

Seeds of hope I hear those words on late night TV

I’m shivering & shaking with no clothing raw & naked exposed to raw feeling it’s dissolving

Who am I... But this old birdhouse Teetering Over the sea Waving around