I. You will never be sure of the correct manner in which to exist and you will stumble over every line every time you open your mouth and your mumbles are honey.
II. You are never quite right about what is expected of you and you are always convinced someone is being hurt because you've gone and done them wrong and yet you have done more right by me than anyone I have ever known.
III. It's alright you're falling into my arms you're falling into my arms you're not falling apart.
Written by
Steven Muir 20/Transgender Male/Santa Clarita, California