Ephemeralness – Adult Mom

I’ve seen
All of this aching root and leave
I am clear now
Keep me safe, please

When I, when I feel like nothing
Please tell me that I am something
And I’ll believe you instead

Light breeze
Nine in the morning
Black socks on feet
Love that leaves
Specks on sweaty feet

If you, if you feel like nothing
I’ll tell you that you are something
And you’ll believe me instead