I hope this finds you well
For all the secrets and truths
I was afraid to tell
Allowing you to make me up
When I knew me so well
But I was passively hiding
From my own fairytale
Boot camp was pretty as hell
Palm trees and seashells
Until I heard the sound of the bell
& It broke my trance
I started tearing at the photographs
Of my heart across the world
I was missing my heart, my womb, and my gurl
So fcking dizzy
Life gave me a twirl
Stop pretending to play house
& Flew home to my world.
