>My Imperfect Offering from Elisabeth B. on Vimeo.
Aside


Measure me in metered lines
And one decisive stare
The time it takes to get
From here to there

My ribs that show through t-shirts
And these shoes I got for free
I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely
I am so much better than I used to be

And I'm leaning on this broken fence
Between past and present tense
And I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
But it feels okay

And I'm leaning, wave goodbye
And I'm losing, but I'll try
With the last way left
To remember this, sing
My imperfect offering