You are like everybody else -losing your teeth (baby teeth in fact) and you start to chew a gum.
Freedom begun to shrink, you are working out ("Who you think you are or who you want to be") and perhaps you don't fit.
You are disappointed, cutting your lip, putting eating apples on the side for a while, are you going to celebrate
My wardrobe is white with black lines
they are sinking in me every time I open
paper, memories and future pleasures
I turn hangers of my clothes:
Yesterday I got slapped by the wave straight in face. I'm editing their fades Yesterday =sea Today =frequency