He didn’t think I would make it
Burdened
No longer could I take it
This new found happiness
I could no longer fake it
Heaven knows I needed this Awakening
Hazel gazes
Smoking trees
California
Sun Kissed Knees
Georgia Peach
A lemon squeeze
Drank a sip of my potion
No longer exchanging sexual motion
He was a sneaky naive crook
So his heart I shot open
No more words exchanged
No empathy spoken
Tongue tied
Forever chocking
So I withdraw my power
& Bust to freedom wide open
Moore Consciousness, Confidence, and Clarity For The Collective. 