Salt Circle Eliza McLamb

“I could never do that”
Many men have said to me
While they’re watching me cry
Or talking to myself in my sleep

In a spiritual silence
They observe and then detach
Oh, he says he admires me
But I know he doesn’t wanna be like that

I’m tender as a soft warm palm
And I don’t know how to deal with my anger yet
When I was younger I’d curse the thought
Of thinking all of them

And I’m afraid of losing my mind
'Cause then I’d lose my place
Oh, nothing keeps me here as much as
Thе sight of my own face

I’m always gonna feel it
I’ve spent еnough time trying not to believe it
I’m always gonna feel the way I do
And I do feel it all
All the time