One-man-controlled
all I could do was breathe
and even that was frowned upon
The other supports in such a way
that what I am allowed to do 
all by myself is ... breathe







I'm going to experience
my power
shapeless, without form
No more protection 
from words for you or me
I'm going elitely raw
And no dress will speak 



The Sun's Turning

and so are we:

infinite acting&then-reflecting

don't forget to keep looking up 




Having kids -
a perfect alibi 
until I had a breakdown
and started to live 
for me 



 Боже

Please make sure

I don't meet a man

of my dreams 

That's just the last shit I'd need

in this lifetime