It's nearly 7pm
Its peaceful and I'm hung over
Listening to tunes
Bobbing my head to
The sound of a new song
A friend recommended me.

A boy texts me
My friends all rallying around me
Like beautiful mermaids
We're out here crooning our songs
We're out here humming along.

My hair is ***** and the waves within it
Growing alongside the roots of trees
I believe in freedom, I believe in me.

I admit that Sundays have become
A little bit harder
There is an element of feeling bothered
I wonder if water
If the water leaks from the
Trunks of your eyes
When you think back on
Snapping me in front of
Paintings
That looked just like
That resembled me.

I feel your absence
I know you do too
But its time to go on
Its been time to go on.

I go on.