The shortest distance between two people is a story. –Patti Digh

Oh, the stories we create
Myths with which we relate
Hide the messiness inside
The times when we have lied

Oh, the stories we repeat
To keep our lives so neat
Hide the messiness inside
The times our souls have died

Oh, the stories we lament
We said what wasn’t meant
Hide the messiness inside
The times we should have tried

Oh, the stories that we cherish
Of those already perished
Hide the messiness inside
The times we should have cried

Let loose the mess already
Be wild and brave and steady
Anew create all your stories
Full of sorrows, joys, and glories