I twist and chew and braid
my hair backwards, leaving...

Oh Lord,
I have no taste for life anymore...

Choice: the power to decide on an action with free...
Individual reliance...

Land was vast in these times,
mighty hills prideful and bearing...

If only I was your child, who dreamed
for morning stars to trail along midnight's...

I ride the sky, an endless circle
of uncharted measurements...

I speak the word sigh
instead of exhaling...

4:13
and I count down...

I am often whiny,
a bit of a pull...

Why can't family just behave,
do the men always have to...

Stunning, I have become entranced
by a mediocre jar satisfied...

If I was cemented on that one-way highway
words could not be said loud and fast enough...