Blessed Be Messed Up Me.


Should I Feel Different?


Was I Crying To Get My Face Wet?


To Discern What I Did From What I've Thought...


It's Hard To Discern What I Gave From What I Got.


It's Part Of Me... Blessed Be.


Low-lit Theater, Quiet Crowd.


I'm On The Screen, Projected;


I'm In The Aisle, Yelling Fire.