four walls could
never be a home
if my soul is sick
and my mind is tired

You
Bring back my childhood
Make me woman and girl
All at once
And love me

How could
We do these things
To ourselves?
To our soul
Our mind
Our bodies..

I'm so unbelievably sleepy
My face hurts..
And there are no words
left to say what I have been
saying all along.
But they weren't listening then,
and they don't really care now.
Just a matter of time I guess.

I'll always be there..tighten the jacket.
Read our old texts..reread the letters I've sent.
You have half of me with you always
I would never leave you alone.

His presence brings you peace,
Allows you to sleep, but what
Has he done for you that
You haven't already done for yourself?