Walking the Hedge

Tell me
Is it painful to dance with my randomness?
Or are you still lost in the thrill of the chase?
Did you know I live in the eye of a hurricane?

Tell me
Can you speak the language of the weirdo?
Have you ever walked the way the wind blows?
Do thoughts race like a lightning storm in summer?

Hear me
Chaos loves me so much it made be its priestess
I am no creature of poise and grace
My roller coaster life is never boring or plain

Hear me
Don’t mistake me for some kind of Leonardo
Matching socks will never grace these cute toes
Understand I love being the eccentric daydreamer

Juniper 2008