Ghosts
Don’t worry Momma,
I realize my beauty and strength
But there are things
Living inside me
Of which I cannot disintegrate
So I meditate to mend my soul
Yet those feelings inside haunt me
Don’t worry Momma,
I realize my beauty and strength
But there are things
Living inside me
Of which I cannot disintegrate
So I meditate to mend my soul
Yet those feelings inside haunt me