Strings & crosspiece, rocks, napkins;
rap rocks in napkins, rocks - this is the story I never wanted to tell how I got over & it's just as well people looked @ my face they heard my voice saw me every day but they never guessed no one asked me -
I never confessed I decided to tell you;
was that the right choice?
I guess now it's too late -
I hope this is best -
eyes rolled back, birds -
upside down tied down w/ tiny crisscross wires - waiting