I ask you to paint my portrait
For I do not know what I look like…

Always armed in a battle of not becoming a victim
Little do I know, that my only enemy is me
Its too late mow, the stabbing has bin made, and I’m melting away…

…I thought I strived for true inner freedom…

The clown says; DANCE WITH ME
The clown says; LAUGH, LIKE ME
The clown says; Comforting bondage is only the greedy egos way to lead you astray!
The clown says; Taste love caramels-the sweet bitterness of life…

…You always danced with death…

…Noting that happens matters anyway…
…I don’t matter anyway…
…But I will always be daughter of earth…
…I will always nurture my wild flowers…