Kaniahlies

Clicking               Clicking                              Clicking                                             Clicking Return, And back. And Clicking               And Clicking                              And Clicking                                                                                                         And a reaaaaach, God it’s so far--- Why is it so— Return, And back.

I was thirteen when my hair started to gray. It started here and there, who knows where. Gold flushed sliver, Brown bleached white, Red turned bright. . I was fourteen when I learned to be afraid. It started here and there, who knows where. Just behind the street corner, Something in a closet, Me in a casket. .. I was fifteen when I made a barricade. It started here and there, who knows where. Discrepancy in silence, Having a cold shoulder, No one could move that boulder. ... I was sixteen when I strayed. It started here and there, who knows where. But I do know where, don't I? It started with the gray, Then I became constantly afrai