Crylie

Crylie
r. spring

i can never be bjork
i am a Heian princess
i am invisible me
i am loved
hidden and despised
crazed and conceited
alone in his arms
singing without sound
i can never be bjork
i am a water droplet on a paintbrush
no more water colors
diluted distilled
too many tears
the legacy of Crylie
i love him i love him
there’s no more after that
i can never be bjork
i am a Heian princess