Full moon
last night a full and complete breakdown
a general state of dead man walking today
I think about her a lot
I’m just so afraid.

Oh what a silly, silly girl
the picture is sad, beautiful, soft
a girl confused, torn
doesn’t know what she wants/what she’s doing.

Daisy haunts me.
She made a poet out of me with her presence
she made a dreamer out of me with her eyes.

-For more in this series and the story behind it, see 13 years