This Is How The Girl Who Couldn't

Ignoring Isn’t The Same As Ignorance, You Have To Work At It.

When I Was Sixteen, It Was Simple. Poetry Existed; Therefore It Could Be Written; And Nobody Had Told Me — Yet — The Many, Many Reasons Why It Could Not Be Written By Me.

When We Think Of The Past It's The Beautiful Things We Pick Out. We Want To Believe It Was All Like That.

What We Share May Be A Lot Like A Traffic Accident But We Get One Another. We Are Survivors Of Each Other. We Have Been Shark To One Another, But Also Lifeboat. That Counts For Something.

I Am Not Your Justification For Existence.