At first I used it for myself
To place my baggage on a shelf
Each rhyming verse
I told to me
Bit by bit they set me free
To place my baggage on a shelf
Each rhyming verse
I told to me
Bit by bit they set me free
Now at last I freely breathe
Using verse to proper grieve
Frivolous my words now yearn
Lighten up
It’s now your turn
Now I speak fantastic creatures
Making faces
Funny features
Healed am I and light of heart
To share with you my silly art
