"Should the tears that always coming
Be for actions unrepented
Cause I know the burden placed on me
Is more rebellious than relented
So it is one more 4am
One more recollected
One more silly song that's
More fortune than reflected..."
What do I have to say today? What do I ever have to say--so much recollection that projection is forgotten. What did I want to be when i grew up? I wanted to be that girl: the fearless one, the well-traveled one, the confident one. But I'm not, and I reflect on this to such a degree that forward progression may be hindered. But I digress--
the story of my life.
