“Far, far there was this little girl,
she was praying for something to happen to her.
Everyday she writes words and more words
Just to speak all the thoughts that keep floating inside.
How can you stay outside?
There’s a beautiful mess inside.”
I found this over at 6YearMed, a marvelous blog so well written that it takes my breath away sometimes. She doesn’t use a lot of words to convey the events in her life – she paints a picture sparingly but you always see the full portrait.
And the quote above? Yes, it’s me. I’m a “beautiful mess” inside.