I’ve never seen you like this
Something must have changed
You’ve never said a word
So why now?
Your pink prayers
Where were they before?
Or could it be that they were there
Under the pale crevices
And happiness through a megaphone
There they were under the pings
And the rings
The responses to the sharing of you
Enjoying so loudly
We forgot to really at all
I think you might have been there all along
We just didn’t know how to listen