What We Are
Arielle Soucy
Why can't I
Feel how good it is to see the white sheeps on the water
Moving and blooming for a few seconds an die
Why can't I?
I fleeing look
From me to you that comes back missing
The comfortable silence of making tea
And liking what we are
What we are
I am not alone, oh, I am not alone
Shame is a part of us that should be shown
In the sky
There might be all the answers but god knows I've tried
To look up more than once
But there was nothing there but silence