“ Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must live.

— Charles Bukowski

“Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song/A little girl with nothing wrong is all alone/Eyes wide open always hoping for the sun/and she’ll sing her song to anyone that comes along/Fragile as a leaf in autumn/just fallen to the ground without a sound/Crooked little smile on her face/tells a tale of grace that’s all her own/Fragile as a leaf in autumn just fallen to the ground without a sound/Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song/she’s a little girl with nothing wrong and she’s all alone.”