relaxation resting unsure uptight unkind warming to the belly of the trout that wishes to fly separating and assorting the souls again getting in the way wanted to find the newest place wanting to find a better peace is she certified autistic artistic in the slightest movement gliding like an instrumental background of a movie known to millions unheard by me cannot do not wish to know the theme anymore only to be awed sharply slyly and in all honesty from a distance her pink sky shifts moving as the clouds drift shading her deeply deeper away a christ who doesn't know who cannot speak for fear of faulty or false interpretations a slap as shocking unrelenting yet unprovoked taken from out of nowhere know where missed the calls missed the signs no longer a point to argue just to cast off no need to question no one sees differently everyone thinks and knows better for sure only scabs left on the hide can dictate only scars left behind will continue the story now young tender lots to learn in little time misspent in the past of her own breakings trying to uncoil won't be recaptured into what appears like someone else's unaware she's not being lured unaware of the same rosier paths similar skies pink in the middle done all the way around shifting shading keeping a head up all the time raw still trying to shine maintaining everything in line not seeing the balances she remains too interested in what she refuses to find hopefully someday she'll fly |