Mint Breath
When I was first born, I was
Grown.
With all my anorexia and my blantant speech
And God was mad at
The girl of vibrations of the highest note of the song
Resonating a vacuous buzz
The morning was nothing to me
Yes, conscious
but not alive
The enviroment did not harbor the mind the
Mind caused it's own despair
But there was a hope
maybe
the sun
Will come up on it's own
It is now a true birth of a true
Body
And
Thought
Having fled from the horrors of disorder and
Superficial expectations
The girl of sharp mint breath
jabs!
Sentences with words
Emulating beauty and kindness
The morning is love
So you see
I am the flaring light demanding an entrance within the dark
I am the glint of wish granting stars
I am the night
I am the kind breeze and violent wind
The unashamed scent of mother nature
I am the flaming, roaring touch of the sun
I am the kiss of the morning!
Yes conscious
and now alive
The enviroment did not harbor the mind
The mind caused it's own despair
But you see the sun
Demanded
it's importance
And soon came up on it's own