Love doesn’t flourish in captivity
Insecure gestures of control
Stear me away from my goals
But I don’t give in
I give up
I give up
All that is serious
I become easily distracted
Delirious
I become frivolous, shallow
Someone,
Who in your eyes,
Lost all her value
You loosen you grip
On irrelevant little me
And I break free
Spirit of Tara 