Çok yaşa sen Clara Luzia

I gave my bird away
released it on a winter's day
I hid the cage away
in the darkest corner of my cave

drew circles in the snow
developed a strong vertigo
I tried to forget
but memories are like tattoos

I carry them with me
my body is a diary
it might not show it right away
but it remembers every day

I write on paper not my skin
read my arm like poetry
scars cover memories
they keep them safe, lock them away

I carry them with me
my body is a diary
read me like poetry
my body is a diary

I will gain peace of mind
the day I let myself rewind
will read my diary like poetry