a part of me separates
it takes on its own form
when it was all just a simple prayer from the start
my admiration gradually disappears now
and I try to grasp at what's left of her
my trembling fingers
desperately attempt something
as if trying to clutch running water
I fall to my knees
begging to god to make my skirt uneven
but I'm left alone again
helplessly lying on the cold hard floor