| Twirling, swirling, I give in. Breasts bare, arms in the air I give my life away Slipping, flying through nothing secure in insecurity reassured without reassurance its a question caressed by air, soothed by light it doesn’t take much to feel. death ignoring life absorbing in constant danger I DON’T KNOW When I give my life away is it different when you give it back? I think so. Everything changes, everything is lost cut me open, look how much I have loving and losing and turning to love something new losing control without losing direction I agree with the unknown holding only my instincts I walk tall and straight and strong |
