Articulation of thoughts or the lack thereof.
Tainted.
Of those who know not.
And too much.

I respect you.
I've struggled with it my whole life.
People-pleaser. Notwithstanding.
Unfeeling or feeling fake?

Push me.
Stop. Walk.
Then fly me a kite.
But please don't let me go.

In the light of the sun, is there anyone?
Oh it has begun...
Oh dear you look so lost,
eyes are red and tears are shed,
this world you must've crossed...

She said...
you don't know me, you don't even care,
She said...
you don't know me, you don't wear my chains...

Essential yet appealed,
carry all your thoughts across an open field,
when flowers gaze at you...
they're not the only ones who cry when they see you

you said...
you don't know me, you don't even care,
you don't know me, you don't wear my chains...

She said i think i'll go to boston...
i think i'll start a new life,
i think i'll start it over, where no one knows my name,
i'll get out of california, i'm tired of the weather,
i think i'll get a lover and fly 'em out to spain...

i think i'll go to boston, i think that i'm just tired
i think i need a new town, to leave this all behind...
i think i need a sunrise, i'm tired of the sunset,
i hear it's nice in the summer,
some snow would be nice...
boston...no one knows my name...
no one knows my name...
no one knows my name...
boston...no one knows my name...

Brillance.

she spoke at
3:59 PM