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Green Air


I'm there green air as i twirl my curly hair

one speaks to me i want to flee

to the warmth of my home i want to retreat

Hello

words used in ordinary conversations

lip biting, awkards movements

how i control and patient my social motivation

Huh?

I know what you said to me

stalling to know how to respond to thee

I respond

Ouch, was that right?

did that sound pleasing?

Sometime behind my back will they recall this time and begin teasing?

Alone

Just me

Green air is now clear

and I am Free

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