starrymadeline

in the morning
          	my throat is filled
          	with the feelings of the day
          	
          	on some occasions
          	i cannot breathe
          	and my voice has flown away
          	
          	but some days
          	ones where i talk to you
          	my neck is clean and bare
          	
          	so all i know
          	bout you and i
          	is you and i don't care