How I Got It Together

after Indie Arie's "Get it Together" Ya gotta just chain one anklet as memory. Plait one braid to hide what you see. The pain eating straight through to your soul, can be bandaged by playing a role. Tweet Tweet, I’m light as a bird. Slip slide I’ll wash away dirt. My friends are laughter and singing out slow, all the love I’m too scared to show. My ankle is sexy and sleek where once you thought it weak. My will is starting to grow-- I no longer need to yell at you. All I have is a snap of my fingers, twirls of skirt to lift my heart clear of the debris you threw my way. Soul singing is the trump of your fold. You’re no longer needed I showed. After my back straightened to fly like a bird, I unbound my hair and threw away chains. Looked at the bright new view my lightened load has healed. Slip slide I’m light as a bird. Slip slide you are lost from my view. Slip slide I’ve got twirls of skirt. Never more will I play I am third When I’m first.