Maybe it's all apart of growing up. All the unfeeling. If you could take it all back would you? Do you accept the choices you've made or do you live in denial about it all. Now it's six, but it still feels like two. That's all that really mattered. My knees are hot and I feel no shame. I do it all casually because it just doesn't mean much of anything anymore. But then I wonder if it ever really did. I can be this. I can own this. Freebirdy girl welcome back. Lets hope we never lose sight of one another again. My hair is tousled and my eyes are open. I'm not worried. And everything wrong just rolls off my back. I am free!