A bouncy child, jumping on the bed
Dancing in star jumps
What kind of frivolous
behaviours run for her limbs
Without running through her head
She could almost soar
Her passions killed
Trauma fed
A lonely woman
Learning to live dead
Unfortunately, showing the kind of
behaviour
You can’t be rewarded for
Peeking out from the curtain
Showing herself in dread
Certain schoo…
