She was giddy with remorse
As she skipped river stones
Off slick rapid rushing heads
Babies belched from below
Clenching shame in her stomach
It felt the same as the last time
Cramming fear in her white fists
Hoping this is the last time
She put rocks in her pockets
Knowing wet gravity
Shrunk away from the water's edge
Fell down hard by a tree
She stuffed shame in her pockets
It felt the same as the last time
She crammed fear in her white fists
And hopes this is the last time
Brain squeals
Same as the last time
Brain squeals
She hope this is the last time
