Sometimes I feel like I'm slipping off the rope
Being smothered in ashes.
Looking all around
seeing nothing but smoke
Day to day
the rose petals fall
gliding through the air
like a glitter carousal
seeing the sky above me
and I fall toward the ground.
screaming out incessantly
as I'm sized pound for pound
my hair's being pulled straight
as my cuts slowly sown
ripping out my eye lashes
as my mom picks up the phone.
