January 1, 2018
How long is it ago
That I wrote like this fo-sho
It must have been ages back
When I was still writing as a wreck
A girl alone, feeling older than the years could tell
Envisioning herself going through a little hell
Writing about it makes me facking tired
So let’s flip this sided
Warping to the ever now
Which is on a plane somehow
Been around for twenty-five
Don’t know where this life may ride
Opening up and letting go
Of all that illumunates the show
What has brought me here, what did I came out here for?
Would love for God to show
Don’t know what it all means
But for sure nothing is what it seems
Life is not what you perceive
And what you perceive cannot be you
You are life
And life is you
Let’s see what is there to win
If I would go out and sing
Let’s burn this down
til the facking ground
Fack the pain, and fack the fear
Because I am ready to reveal
What has brought me here
Ready
