Stacey

The outside light is ruined, shadows lie unbroken, she only wants her due, she's silent on wooden stairs, at what remains unspoken, a chorus chattering over there, her future isn't blue, guilt has to be atoned, knows what she's doing, like she's well unaware, a life on food tokens, she lets a smile unfurl, acts like you knew, she's leaving for the coast, nothing down for you, so you're not attuned, or your blood runs cold, she’s only told a few, her face like a stone.