Tick tock 
Tick tock 
Don’t you hear
Mama’s Cuckoo clock?
Are you going to right 
These wrongs 
Before the pinecone
Hits the floor?

I am not afraid 
Of my mirror,
Who I am,
Or what I’ve done.
Why are you?
Has your god not been 
Forgiving enough 
To bring you the strength 
To apologize to me?

My arms are open,
My ears are ready,
Anytime you are,
I am here to accept it.