Child
Do I want you to stuff it?
On the contrare
bring it up!
bring it out!
the light makes all things clear
are you sad?
do you have a corner
where indeed it has been tucked
                                         and tucked
                                               and tucked
                                                     and tucked
LET ME OUT!
BE FREE!
There is a world of wind
that longs to call your name
to break every damning cycle
that whispers
      "have-not's"
           "shame" - the despicable
Each longing
    Each sigh
         The deepness of your soul
MAY IT BE MAGNIFIED!
NOTHING IS TOO DARK!
Every trap is ludicrous

Get your **** together, you told me

Au contrare, my dear

Don't you know I am a work in progress?

That the greatest creations are pulled together

over pressure and time

and vibrant explosions of color and light

Heart over mind and honey,

you don't matter

I am made of stars and I shine too intensely bright

Get some sunglasses and go back to physics class...