I see in stars

I speak in far

I walk in falls

I live in pain

I write in stains

I hate the grain

I’m in another lane

In orbit, on kaleidoscopic wings

I don’t believe in souls, but my soul sings

Unapologetically me, that’s all I bring

On the real, “this real” is real, it’s all I mean

I work on love, cuz I don’t see it enough

Butterflies dying in guts like what the fuck