Don’t Tell me I am all over the place for I know
Capturing moments, accumulating times rippling’s
Opening those people who close their hearts
Opinions fly when my movement is shaken by theirs
It can’t be possible there is no brilliant juncture
Time holds me in ages acceleration of tears
I want to rip open my lack of stability
My heart shakes in a free spirit of timing gone wild
Burnt, I will grow again letting them be free of confines
Talking heads illustrating words of conjecture
We think we create power, however powerless
Weak dependent yet free to choose.
All because we can’t play within life elevations.
