If I could hold the world in my hands I couldn’t

It would touch me as it disintegrates. 

Am I, patient 

And brave enough to stand in silence 

In the middle 

In the unknown 

As the world works the forces 

And God molds my Gift 

Am I patient enough to not die.

I’m a lion ready to roar 

I want to feel the world 

And when I talk about feeling the world 

I mean feel It’s 

Madness And the little bit of good

I want to feel the pain 

I want to wipe the tears 

I want to feel the pain 

I want to feel the beauty 

Feel the power 

Feel the loud sound that narrates the dead 

In the ocean 

In  the woods 

The screams of the dead women that has stay fighting 

Even on the other side.

The screams of birth 

The scream of the beginning and the end. 

The winter storm 

Brings lengthy memories 

And we cry 

The summer 

Brings the sun 

Hope. 

In the fall 

I already feel 

The sad 

Of the teenage summer girl 

That left her heart in another state. 

The memories get her through winter. 

In an unknown 

She kneads every kiss Onto the blanket from last summer she kept.

Teenage girl, I feel your pains

Standing 

Stage.