Veem vam voom
Tricka Lica loom
Ha ta tume!
Vim vam voom

Oh my gosh!
I'm so stressed!
I need socks!
I need a dress!

I need *******!
I need a bra,
Because I've been borrowing from my ma...

I don't want to shop!
I'd rather borrow!
Can't it wait until tomorrow?

And then came the darkness
And the only thought that was was
When will the light run out
In the light of the tiny flame
panick ensued on the cold floor
And the cloaked figure seered
And couldn't see
In the presence of the monster
Which was not far
I dared not breath
I tried to stop my heart
But it was no use
Breath had to be drawn
Damm you, you smoothy brawn

I used to write that way
I used to feel that way
that was before

I started to fade
as the days whizz by me and start to blend into a fuzzy batter

And it comes to me
that I am old

so old

old, old,
so very,
old

I feel old

I loved you so much!
I only wanted the best for you
I never grew to resent you
I was never jealous

I watched you grow
You were this way when you were two, and then suddenly you were all different........Well,

Not all

And I mourned losing who you were then
But I delighted in discovering the new you


And then we parted
And I didn't know it,
or feel it
but it happened just the same...

And now when I see you, it's as though I am a stranger to you
But that is not how I see you,
Even though I know that you have gone through so much without me.
You must be very different now
but to me,
you are still you

and it pulls at my heart
because to me-
you are still the baby that I once knew,
and it's as though I still recognize your soul
but you don't know me anymore

And I have nothing for you but kind regard
and I would be sad if anything were to cause you pain,

And I hope that your story is a happy one
But I sense that you have already suffered as young as you are
and it troubles me

And you will never know
And the funny thing is
That it doesn't matter to me

well,
not much anyway

I drempt of all the wrong things.
I entertained all of the wrong fantasies.
I prioritized trivialities.

I prayed for the wrong things.
I asked all of the wrong questions.
I made bad choices.

I trusted the wrong people.
I believed in the wrong people.
I sold my soul.

I supported the wrong causes.
I worshiped the wrong gods.
I hurt people.

I threw away my pride.
I bit my tongue.
I bowed.

I thought that I was free.
I thought that I was working for myself.
But that couldn't have been father from the truth.

So, you are back!
Why did you leave me when I needed you soo much! Where were you then?!
Where were you when my despairing heart led me to seek help from any one who would answer?!
I will not surrender to your healing light, to the light with which you curess me now! It is decietful! You try to comfort me now, but if you were truly warm you would have come sooner! No, mother! You have made me too strong! Too hard! You put me out to dry for too long! And I cracked! Don't leave me! Please don't ever leave me! Why? Why?!