I think you’re a little scared about the
way everything looks when you can’t
see yourself in all the things you dare
I tried my best, will you tell them
all about me? ‘Sinners Rest’, I tried
my best, I’m not sure about the rest
I cut the inside of my cheek trying to
stop myself from telling you what I
think. To stop my self, to make me shrink
inside this little space you made for me
I’m sorry but that’s not enough for me
Can’t we just be here?
I am a seven hour flower
