Daddy, you once told me
to stand up strong...

She slams the cork in the bottle
Erasing each word on the crumpled page...

How often I'll wonder who wins,
As I dig down, deeper still and...

I once thought a little caress across my skin
would be its own bottle of sweet dandy gin...

Your beauty steals my sense of fear away
True eyes, I gaze in, banishing the clock...

Give me an awakening
Some that will, I pray...

My body doesn't grow in all these colors
But the mind- it keeps on pushing...

Love has crept upon me
On me...

In the darkness I become alive
I tuck the truths away in the pockets of my coat...

I'm sorry that I am not perfect
Because I know how wonderful perfection is...

I have begun to strain the black from the white
But I fear-- and this is an old fear of mine...

They cry in unison
Spitting every word back at you...