Sometimes I wish I could
But I know that I can't
It is wrapped through me
Like vines on a railing
Does it make me more beautiful,
Or does it constrict my bones?
Sometimes it is hard to breathe
To walk
To see
To let go
Sometimes it is easy
Sometimes it is the vines that lift me up
That give direction and shape
Twisted and beautiful
Serpentine and delicate
Sometimes I wish I could
But I know that I can't
But I know that I can't
It is wrapped through me
Like vines on a railing
Does it make me more beautiful,
Or does it constrict my bones?
Sometimes it is hard to breathe
To walk
To see
To let go
Sometimes it is easy
Sometimes it is the vines that lift me up
That give direction and shape
Twisted and beautiful
Serpentine and delicate
Sometimes I wish I could
But I know that I can't