She is Mad
Yet She is Magic
She is Wild
And She is Free
The Best Way
To Tame
Her Crazy Heart
Is to Simply
Let Her Be.
One day,
When her hair is no longer tangled in the wind, you will know that you never succeeded in stealing her innocence.
Why does she have to be put together,
Why can't she be broken and cover her scars in rhinestones
I take these tiny crystals and I tie them up with thread
I sew them in my scars before I go to bed.
She was an earth angel
The rarest and purest of forms
Her tears dropped holy water
And her smile cast a spell of grace.
