Sayaw

Her eyes have seen the world, Her eyes have seen the stars, Her eyes have seen the skies, Her eyes have seen the scars, Her mind is silent and empty, Her mind buzzes loud, No one knows what she's thinking, Two's company, One voice is a crowd, Her ears hear the birds, Her ears hear the sounds, Of the crying of the children, Of the laughing of the crowns, Her voice has stayed silent, Her voice has made a stand, Her voice has been a mouse, Her voice has been grand.

Pen in hand, sword in heart, I'm trying to create, inspire art, My mind runs to fast for my hand to take lead, Instead of a sunflower, I'm writing a weed. A cut on my finger, A scrape here and there, My hand trails off the track, My thoughts are laid bare. My mind is now running, attention span leaving, Eyes wandering to the branches, curling and weaving, My thoughts of five minutes ago, have been led astray, To promises of wonder and magic, an array. Bring me to the brink, Make my head heave, My pen can now follow, To the Land of the Dreams

I don't believe a word you say, Grip and grasp, Heave and brake, My heart strings are not yours to play, A blue sky in my mind, birds do sing, Of chaos and chasms and terrible things, Your words are lies, Your actions are sins, You broke my heart once, Why do you drown me again? I cry at night, For your dismay Have you no heart? Have you no shame? I don't believe a word you say, Grip and grasp, Heave and brake, My heart strings are not yours to play.

Angst is bleeding from the walls, Hissing, plotting our downfalls, Strength and confidence are key, In a world born without stability, Happy and free when you can adapt, To keep us driving on the track, Break and breathe, snap and crack, Angst is bleeding from the walls, Hissing, plotting our downfalls, Not all scars leave a mark, In a world burning dark.

Unfortunately through strangled bliss, My innocence has gone amiss, In my care you remiss, That I fall into the abyss, Cry I might and wail I will, The nightmares carry on still, Through the bird's crying shrill, They are holding me against my will, My mind and dreams are going to crash, My society turning brash, Of death and pain my mind's harassed, Am I growing up too fast?