Childish

Attention whore

Fat

Ugly

That's what they called me

The names that still ring in my ears as clear as the blue ocean that wraps around your toes and covers your feet with momentary protection

Dance

The perfect escape

The sound of yesterday

A better dat

Lillies and roses engulfing my heart and hands

Singing to the wind

How much she loves him

As he pushes through her and rips her apart

And she loves him agan

Still

Counting

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Moving like the wind

Feeing like the flower

Turning round and around until the clock strikes

The sun kisses the tops of the trees

Aother day begins

And I must chase blues away