words need to be released, if not i'll never have peace-Sensational
facing adversity daily, when i should be getting stronger, i'm getting weaker by the week, with a smile painted, i walk head high and speak so freely, on the inside i battle the confusion of what truth and what's reality, never getting the two misconstrued, in the act, you could be high confused, or induced, with a false labor, preconceptions of the speech in your favor, i'll only allow my imagination to take me so far, because if i allow her to move un-inhibited, she'll move un-inhibited, causing the internal turmoil that i ceased at the tender age of three, to be released, and wake the slumber-less beast, that resides in me, touching, i speak only to the hearts of the spectrum of unguided clauses, words get jumble on paper, i can decode, recode and have them where at the end of the show, no words are needed, simply applauses, a world with no sensation makes me nauseous, walking on fire, playing with broken glass climbing trees, so that i can touch the clouds, as a child and young adult i was never cautious, tasting, the freedom i thought i had as a young woman, only to be blindly aroused by societies standard of beauty, at first i kicked it, then i got kicked, i wanted my breast to be fuller and hips quote on quote thick, then i fell, and when i did, society didn't catch me, but shunned me even deeper, this is not the life that i lived in my three other past lives, this isn't the life i lived in my past, or the life i will live in the future, this is the life that i'm living.
