I always talk about
Keeping true
To my word
That empty promises
And false hopes
Are unacceptable

But all that I seem
To do
Is just
That

I hate it
I hate the way
There are barriers
I'm too short to cross
I hate it when
There is a long distance
My little legs can't cover
I hate it especially
When I can't see
Can't hear
Can't be
There
Or
Anywhere

And I just feel
Powerless
Frozen
Lost
Unsure what to do
Unsure what to feel
Rooted
To the spot
Watching
Everything
Unfold
Helplessly

And all these
Just turn my words
Into dust
My promises become
Dandelion fluff
Blown away
By this typhoon

Uncontrollable
Beyond
My
Power