Have you felt your heart being jumpy?
Memories making you flinch and gasped for air.
Like something you have to have but it’ll ruin your whole **** life.
I pleaded and said “ I won't survive when you leave.
So stop convincing and seducing me with an idea that would **** the little Bee.
You see, she made me and breathe life in me.
I owe her a life without pain and uncertainty .
She looked so sad when Becky took the life boat and swam away.
She broke down when LB laughed at the tears in her eyes.
Then she faded when they put Papa in the little box in the ground and sang songs of salvation.
So the little Bee's all I have
And you don't know me cause I buried my past.
The little Bee was always so beautiful but I couldn't see it.
There's so many pieces of her I chopped and burned.
Her many lessons I was forced to learn
So I told her, you should rest with Papa in the land of milk and honey.
That's how I killed the little girl in me.
So don't make me love you and don't promise tender care and comfort.
Giving a bite of cheese to a mouse, a cup of water to the starved and hopeless.
I can't bet my life on the possibility that you’ll be a good person.
Just leave when it's windy and raining
I’ll blame it on the absence of the sun shining.
I can finally breathe. I can finally feel. I can finally dream and write like me.