I admire the girl there

Up on the hill

Who's lost her damn mind

But is finding her will

Who's feeding the storm

And dragging her teeth

Across the wet grass

And tasting relief

Who walks in the crowds

But still stands alone

Who dances on stars

Just to follow them home

Who opens her mind

To let it spill on the floor

Who's winning the battle

But losing their war.

Who watches whose watching

That touches what's passed

Who catches the breeze

And inhales it's mass

Who's better off knowing

That knowings no good

That wisdom will fail you

When you knew it would

She follows the seasons

And changes with leaves

She sets with the sun

And lives in the breeze.

-Amanda Jowsey-