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Suzanne

As quietly as little rabbit's feet,
The morning glory sun arrives to greet
The Red Man as he worships in his way.
For this he asks the Spirit every day;
Before I judge my friend, O let me wear
His moccasins for two long weeks, and share
The path that he would take in wearing them;
Then, I shall understand and not condemn.



"If you have a secret to tell or a problem you can't figure out.... whisper it to the wind and allow the wind to take it far away from you and set your mind free."

"It's about realizing, painfully, you've kept that voice inside yourself, locked away from even yourself. And you step back and see that your jailer has changed faces. You realize you've become your own jailer."

Where is that cheerful girl I used to know? I look in the mirror and it's like I don't even recognize myself. I look so down and tired, I don't see that girl that was so happy so long ago. What happened to the days I would smile? Where are the days that my heart wouldn't break? Where have I gone? I see that girl when I look in the mirror, but she's too far gone. I can't bring her back to life she's feeling to much strife. I feel her inside me, but my depression won't let her come out. I think the old me is gone without doubt.