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Skinned knees in the yard
Cheeks smeared with words of love
I pulled my skirt over my nail polish
To not show that I had grown up
I grew in my blotters
Blue dahlias, black stars
I always opened my eyes wider
To be able to put everything there inside
Need someone who knows where I hurt
Who will finally tell me how far the stars go
I stayed little
I set limits
To protect myself from skinned knees
Fists clenched under my coat
Fog on the tiles
I never wanted to turn around
To not show that I had cried
I stuck flowers in my notebooks
br/>I kept people in my thoughts
To believe that everything can stop
In the time of skinned knees
Need someone who knows where I hurt
Who finally tells me how far the stars go
I remained small
I set limits
To protect myself from skinned knees
Scratched knees in the mud