Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Christine Fellows
Is there room in here for me
It seems so bright
And complicated
I wake from dreams so stark and still
I can't believe the daylight
So put my naked thoughts to bed
And ask you in the morning:
"Am I truly anyone. And is there room in here for two."