As the leafs dance and go with the mind
I sit and think
how could they be so free
I want to dance with the mind
I wish the mind could flow as the leafs
and dance
without guilt without shame
without pain in my chest
without eyes looking into my steps of the song
two different sides
of the mind but the pretty
not the ****** witty but the
good instill
I can be skinny and stored
or torn but intact
still not be upon shame
but grace.