She was a firey girl,
Every step she took, she bounced,
Laughing at nothing
I sat beneath the oaks
Envying the carefree moment
I do not let loose
And enjoy the moment
Too many criticisms for someone who's not in complete control
But I am safe barred and controlled under the
Guise of mundane words
Content with waiting,
I am the saftey, you can be sure that
When you cut lose
I am there, keeping every bad decision at bay
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