20yr old Londoner discovering herself in this oh so plot twisting world. Seduced by colours and organisation; photography and styling are the most exciting of my passions. However, get me in my feels and the words’ll find their way out to grip onto all those feelings you thought you’d suppressed. Oh, and I love tacos.
Syzer.
They see you as the life of the party, but to no surprise, from behind the smoke you follow my eyes as they read the death in your bones.
I retrace my footsteps being careful not to knock my heels into any debris I already haven't avoided, but this time you've actually followed me.
The room spins when I'm not even the cunt that's been taking anything.
What the fuck do you want from you're making me sick.
I swivel my heels and I'm marching again, my arms hang heavy as my muscles recollect the desired world and the reluctant reality I've continuously been plummeted into and carried on my shoulders,
You move quite quickly I see, no care in the world?
You wish, I wish.
I've followed a few paths from Oz as Alice, red heels and frivolous poisons,
I don't recommend any, your feet'll take you there anyway and plus maybe on your own you'll find a better way..
But you're still following me,
Yet I'm tracing your body language and each shuffle you make, is keeping me one step ahead..
Fugue
See these lights, meek or bright, do you feel love, or inhale a fright?
Fugue
A presence of change, either you run or you embrace it; still a turn of a page
Let me in on your dreams, I swear I'll listen to them all,
and whether it's the cock-back of your own attack, I'll still catch you when you fall.
Get up, won't you get up..
