Missing...

It really isn’t that hard for me to disappear! I often go MIA!

It’s not hard when your whole life people didn’t see you, or hear your words when spoken

It really is not that hard to vanish when no one is looking for you

The awareness of an epidemic for someone like me grows every day

What started out as Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women is now Missing and Murdered Indigenous Relatives

It’s that honest simple truth! Not everyone will miss you when you are gone!

I’ve spent the last few years out of the social scene yet those who know where I live don’t ever seem to stop by

The life of the party once, now locked inside my mind, memories that tend to play and rewind

I find myself living in the midst of the strom more often than I would like

As history repeats itself, I just want to escape from reality and vanish into thin air

I take a deep breath, sit back and listen to some reggae

I’m immediately transported back to my youthful days, living life to the fullest, and letting my soul fully embrace the Irie Vibes

It’s really that simple, no long dragged out process just a little 3 step guide

I lay back, relax, and let my mind run wild!