There is music in my head
Ringing old words I have never read
Voices that say…
There is music in my head
Ringing old words I have never read
Voices that say…
Among the nothingness I stand
Not a woman, not a man
Unidentifiable, as their definitions stand
They led me behind a broken barn
They showed me all the things they have done
Creatures that looked like smoke
Fireworks
Bright
Making a day out of that night
13 year old
I did not mind
Invade or liberate
That must be a freedom sound
Adults crying
Dad asking me to get inside
But I wanted to see it
I no longer wanted to hide
You seem so sure
That there’s nothing you can do
That the stars’ position
Tell you visions that are true
You seem so sure of how unsure our future is
Of how we’ll fight in a war that no one wins
And although we know
We still try
Oh history why
Why do you keep playing this game with me
Amazing teacher and writer
The Will (Self-Discipline) – http://wp.me/p7ncYE-1w
She is not lost
She just hasn’t found her destination
Locked in a cage
But freed by her imagination