VD 2007

sitting here, stuck
on this sickle cell snow day
no reason to celebrate
and no one around to play

yeah, i have a valentine
but he's off on his own
still feels single, solo, a thin-mint line
i walk alone and i should have known

this is how it needs to be
for me
this is how i create
this isn't really all a mistake

these scattered, broken pieces of me.
thrown about the sky
these starry, teary eyes
mine. mine.

always mine.