is it because my stories go on for too long or is it because you have small ears. i'm not sure but i'm flying again.

is it because my tree grew faster and my branches bushier so your tree got no water or is it because the sun nauseated you and you let it. i'm uncertain but my feathers grew back.

is it because i'm as light as a feather or is it because you are made from feathers. i don't know but i like your teeth.

is it because my heart bears little blindness or is it because your awake to visual darkness. it's unclear but i've stepped into tomorrow's dance again.

it's a mystery in water.

how deep are you?

would you drown me?

absolutely.