Jeanie In A Bottle

Fuzzy days in trance-like movies
The haunting pain still follows you
Numbly try to struggle through these
The fear of feeling hollows you

Shames so dark we cannot claim them
Cries so thick we can’t explain them
Memories, we cannot frame them
Griefs so strong we cannot chain them

Afraid to see my child’s face
A guilt so deep I look away
I have to make myself some space
To give my younger foolish ways

Days scroll by like riffling pages
Ageless cycles of love-starved kin
Vented in sadness and rages
Hidden women and stunted men

Forever giving what we needed
To beggars who will never feed us
Forever having hearts unheeded
The love we should’ve used to feed us

When we were small we never worried
If we were sweet or we were tough
We never stressed out or felt hurried
Or feared we weren’t popular enough

The pain we know comes from the voices
Of those who shared our homes and lives
And we’ve all been haunted by our choices
To those we hurt or times we lied

It’s not too late to change the ending
You’re not breaking, you’re only bending
Make more time for tearful mending
You’re not forgetting, you’re transcending

Be sweet and kind with who you are
A child’s heart’s the end of fear
Make space and time to hear your heart
The music’s there for you to hear

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