A Cliche Is Everything You've Ever Heard

When You Started Thinking It Was Easy, You Were Forgetting What It Cost.

Although She Was Giddy With Exhaustion, Sleep Was A Lover Who Refused To Be Touched.

You Can't Shape Me Anymore. I Am The Uncontrolled Element, The Random Act. I Am Forward Movement In Time. You Think You Can See Me? Then Tell Me, Who Am I? You Don't Know.

Like A Kid Kicked Out Of Class. Humiliated And Free.

To Know I Was Beautiful In His Eyes Made Me Beautiful.