Able-ness
I've seen a lot of red
The first when leaving my mom on the first day ever
Running downstairs to show dad
Excitement, not fear, not nearves
I was too young then
Bloody noses, bloody knees
These were my red scenes
Hugging concrete when gravity won
Kissing spheres with unclear perceptions
Subtle pain left with a kiss
Then to the shirts, not the skirt this time
Red here red there, everywhere
My constriction walls, sometimes one
Always all encompassing
"Our hearts" red
His heart, red
We are all red somehwere
The shoes, the shirts, the skirts, the walls
My life is red
Has veen red
Still is red?
Red no more than cursed strikes
The single binder
The occasional write-up
What happened to my red life?
Your times were red, but your life was clear
No more constrictions, restrictions, afflictions
Your red is all natural
All natural
I've seen a lot of red
The first when leaving my mom on the first day ever
Running downstairs to catch a glimpse
Nerves, fear, excitement
I was ready then