To Whom Do I Owe The First

I Make Up New Lyrics To Well-known Lullabies. Mostly Because I Don't Actually Know A Lot Of The Lyrics.

When I Was Younger, I Was Terrified To Express Anger Because It Would Often Kick-start A Horrible Reaction In The Men In My Life. So I Bit My Tongue. I Was Left To Painstakingly Deal With The Aftermath Of My Avoidance Later In Life, In Therapy Or Through The Lyrics Of My Songs.

Looking For Approval Or Blaming Others Or Feeling Like A Victim. Whenever I Feel Myself Doing That I Try To Stop And See Myself As Someone Who's A Creator In More Ways Than Just What The Word Typically Means.

What I Wouldn't Give To Find A Soul Mate, Someone Else To Catch This Drift.

First I Was 'angry,' Then 'spiritual.' Now I Don't Know What I Am.