I've sold my soul to you this month
thinking all the past will be forgot,
instead I've found myself with tears on cheeks
and you looking like a fool at me.

sandbox.
for castles
to be washed away.
the heart needs
to be fed.
magic wand.
now you see it,
now you don't.
play with it,
jongleur,
the moon sand.

make your sacrifices
untangle yourself
find your freedom.

She writes about
      S A D N E S S
to console herself
to find another who can
     R E L A T E

Is what it'll take
but I'll learn to live without you
and if I fail to do
I'll try and fake...