Break Away aka Thanks, Kelly! ~ II.

Part I.
My fingers gripped the wheel at their usual 10 and 2 o’clock positions.
Where was I headed? Oh yeah, the post office.
Kelly’s voice soothed, lifted my spirits even.
Thanks, Kelly!

Slammed by another bout of unemployment
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
Mobility through paralysis

But I won't forget all the ones that I love.
Trauma and drama
Drama and trauma
Will it end before I do?

I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky..
Please! I really mean it: Pretty, lovely please!
No whipped cream. No cherry. No sugar on top.Just a straight dose of hot fudge.
Piping hot. I promise.

Out of the darkness and into the sun.

Rejection, rejection
From every direction, direction..

I'll take a risk, take a chance,
Where was I headed?
Oh yeah, the post office.
Turn right. Don’t hit the pedestrian. He looks like a nice one.

Make a change, and break away

Missing him, them,
So much to miss so much

Make a wish, take a chance,
Why did this happen?
Why did that happen?
Why did the other happen?

Make a change, and break away
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Part II.

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down

I wonder who else will disappoint

I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be

Disappear?

And if I'd end up happy

Die?

I would pray

Can't I just wake up to a new and better life?

Trying hard to reach out

Please! Pretty, lovely please!

I'll be really, really good. I am
But when I tried to speak out
Alone

Felt like no one could hear me

and afraid

Wanted to belong here

Holding tight to what I know.

But something felt so wrong here

So much to miss so much

So I'd pray

I find myself standing in line.

A sweet old man walks into the post office, teasing that his cane gives him clout.

~Please come back for the last bit!