On the Saturday morning this was written, all these feelings bubbled up to the surface and jumped out of my fingertips into the computer. I saved the project folder as “RIP Friday,” because it felt like some part of me had died the night before. I was a lizard who had shed her skin in the night. This skin had been a translucent layer, a layer that covered up my true essence. It tried to disguise me, to fit me into a mold that I thought would please him. This layer was preoccupied with how others viewed me. It served only to sabotage me by covering up the truest essence of my being.
I shed my skin in the night. It crackled and crunched between my toes in the morning when I stepped on it. From then on, I didn’t need that skin. Only the mind, body and spirit that live in harmony underneath.
I will never be your bathtub madonna
Resting in between the flora and fauna
Pulling out my knife to carve me a new name
From this moment on I swear I’m not the same
Stay still, visions from my window sill,
Inside the body experiences got me
Feeling like a brand new human and I want to
Run away with the moon, I’ll be back by next June
Let’s take studder steps, I’ll readily accept your offer,
Cause it isn’t often, that I see you around
These parts, welcome to town,
We’re our own surround sound, show me how you get down
What’s a Prima Donna?
Is that a good thing?
Roll the windows down and give me a new name
from The Gravestone Feel EP
released February 14, 2017
Written, produced and mixed by Lillian Frances
Mastered by Garrett Bevins
Trumpet by Aaron "Hype Man" Shaw
all rights reserved