I hold a golden egg, shiny metal
in the warmth of my palm
as i hum at my uncertainty
I lay in my twin size bed
among my two other beds
as i watch the glow shine in my eye
Do I believe in the world I'm promised?
Among the trash I keep for company?
Do I know what's good for me?
I know warmth as a friend well enough
I know how to keep myself warm
Winter is leaving me forever
The birds are loud and chirping again