"miss independent"

the tv is rolling, and the music is on
but i'm out the window, and you're lost and gone

birds flying high and the earth's core down low
am i stuck in between? i suppose you don't know...

if i'm anything, anything, nothing at all
you've seen my summer, but you missed the fall

no wings to lift me and no roots reaching down
take a look through me, my skin's a nightgown

you see it, i know, it's a poor disguise
just look for my hand, and grip with your eyes

until you decide where you belong
i'll find who i am, very sure, i'll be strong

one love, one life, let's get together and feel all right.

but if you have many loves
and only one life
how do you get yourself together to feel all right?

recently, i have learned that just because a person is homeless does not make them less of a person
and just because one has a home does not mean they are whole
because holes can form on solid ground
and solid ground self inflicts
drilling holes
killing souls
growth and change have minds of their own
taking us wherever they go
and we follow, abiding by their unnatural laws
because we are just clauses, incomplete

standing alone

afraid of pauses
we must keep going going going
before they tow our roadway to somewhere
wherever that may be
let's go there
they're waiting
and there's no waiting
because when you're wading in water
you never know when
or where
the tide will take you