3 / 27 / 2016

maybe my soul is all right, but my body is all wrong 

because my feet are always a little too crooked & my hands are always a little too purple

but every scrape on my knee has healed & i wear my heart on my cheek whenever i blush

yeah, my body is all right

it's my soul that's all wrong 

because i am a war when i go to church & i am always sad on friday nights

but i've always said thank you to the grocery store clerk & i let kind words curl & collapse off my lips whenever possible

yeah, my soul is all right too

i am all right

i am all right