Am I a chameleon or can I be me? Must I turn into you to sit in your tree? Weren’t we born here to be free?

The 7 Sisters & 7 Misters Making their way through time. The Secrets they hold That’ll one day be told Flow as the Wind does the chime.

I live my life out for you. My existence– all of my actions ar… Can’t you see it? Clearly. I used to see you clearl… You have let the malestrom over ta…

Surround me in all of your greed. Waves already whispered Or in the cards that I read. Eels twinkle in pools of the night… Telling your secrets

Who are you? When I ask that question - there is a strong pull on my core. What is that? Feelings like that can only mean t…

In true form, I call and she’s th… Simple messages, words only I’ll… Hearing my cries and I cannot den… This connection I’m starting to u… Pieces to the puzzle seem to fit r…

Sensations attack As I crave what I lack. The me that I was once before. Slamming the door On the lies and the lore

I miss listening. Waiting for clues. Whispers of news. Long past over due. Said I’m done playing their fool.

From every person I meet, know of… My mind maintains an intricate fil… Dewey decimel-esque– recalling on… Full of life stories and picture m… It’s almost like unwinding someone…

When I become a planet I wonder what they’ll see. Perhaps the weight of the World bearing down to form me. When I am my own Star

Egg shells, on edge, on the ledge So many trains barreling through m… As the clock ticks on Mine, is out of time. Remedies flood my brain