Complicating simplicity in a world of hopeful fear and terrifying promise
She would run marathons
Heavy breathing
Blood pumping
If it meant her feet were fleeting faster than the seconds of a Sunday
If it meant her heartbeat would race like the milliseconds of each minute
Each hour
Each day
Clicking
Turning
Churning
Never stopping
Time said she couldn't have him
But she needed him
She clung to him
Until the day she dared to be
The day she dared to fill the cup of society
A glass half empty in a world half full
It said she wasn't her
Blue tones in a pink body
Pink toys blue boys
The world decided it didn't need her anymore
But it didn't know her suffering
She was blue yet labeled pink
She was deathly afraid of time because she didn't have the time to think
He tried to catch her but she ran
Time said stop dreaming of tomorrow because he never did
No, time said do it now
But how?
Finding out was her rise
Her demise
When she realized that disciplined dissonance wasn't going to solve it all
She rebelled against time to a society that deemed her pink
Rag tag
Tongue tie
Dream it up
Just to burn it alive
She wishes she may
She wishes she might
With her shoes untied
She rebells through life
Rag tagged
Tongue tied
Clocks click
And bones abide
Society silenced
But that girl screamed
She tackled time
And let her blue light gleam
Rag tag
Tongue tie
Dream it up
Burn it alive




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