Tell me how do you breathe
When it gets dark and un-shiny
Tell me how do you care
When life isn’t funny
Tell me how do you dance
Fun fact : no man can actually see me
Because I’m not worthy I guess
Because it’s always easier to push back
Because the grass is actually greener on the other side of the fence — or the ocean
Tell me which of the five, and I’ll tell you mine
I know it’s not wise to ask for an answer
When our hearts aren’t loud
Tell me which of the parts of your brain is seeking
Howling Wind
Prowling Fear
Little smiling face and laughing eyes thought like me
I felt like a goddess together
With these Women world carriers
Écrire le noir
Dire la fumée
Qui s’estompe
Mais jamais ne tombe.
J’ai le coeur couvert de saletés
Qui ne sont pas à moi.
Les tigres sortis, pas très tôt
Parfois je pense à moi, autrefois
J’aimerais me prendre dans mes bras, me dire que ça ira
Tu feras des erreurs
Mais ça ira
Tu voudras t’enfuir loin
Mais tu resteras
J’ai voulu leur ressembler
Ils disent que mes ailes ont brûlé
Mais je n’ai jamais souhaité voler
Air conditionné
It is funny to see how many words wood can see
Words that provoke joy and peace
Words who lead to tears and fear
VII — No one told me that
Growing up was that uprising — not surprising
Generalizing ancient beliefs isn’t healthy