I'm having trouble
Eating while I sit on my break at work.
I worry a little too much
Excite a little too easily.

I'm a little eccentric
My foster parents used to say
I was a walking thesaurus.

My bio mom comes to me
when she finds science articles she thinks I'd like.

I'm dangerously slow to trust,
And much too quick to love.

But I've begrudgingly given my heart away,
And yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I know.

Red flags and sirens all around
Warning this Storm Siren
that she's falling
and falling hard.

But darling no,
No don't worry.
For once I am not falling.

I am no longer just a Storm Siren.
I am a Hummingbird,
to a Bluebird.

And I'm flying.