jennyalexander

I am longing to move, to move you, to move me to you, to be away.
Last night I awoke dizzy lost and afraid, alone, in a bed, still I was safe because
I have a belief that firmly states it is safe in appartments in the big city.
At home in my own light and sound I never relax.
I dream of hostages and shooting the innocent because I can trust noone -
wich is why I am hoping for a change.
And nothing scares me more
Except myself without controll, and a face without a name.