Learning to breathe ,
Hello, good morning, how ya do?
What makes your rising sun so new?
I could use a fresh beginning too
All of my regrets are nothing new
So this is the way
that I say that I need You
This is the way
This is the way
That I'm learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and
You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies
Hello, good morning, how ya been?
Yesterday left my head kicked in
I never thought I could fall like that
Never knew that I could hurt this bad
Ianna was glad to have a day off, really. It was tiring to be constantly servicing the prostitutes at the brothel and sometimes she really wondered about how they got there. For Di it was a job like any other, but it required a certain...lack of respect for yourself. She tried hard not to judge, but it was hard. Many of those girls were once in a similar situation, but they didn't know how to deal with it properly. When she was kicked out of school and home, she found herself a way to deal with all that drama and don't do anything drastic. She wondered why people just couldn't do the same.
Of course, she knew she was lucky enough to have a friend that took her in, but others, if they tried a little harder, could do something too. It wasn't her business to judge others, but some of the girls really deserved better than that. She actually felt sorry for them. Not having anyone like Gabe to help them out...That had to be tough, the blonde couldn't really imagine not having the Hattchit's to support her. Connie, Jesse and others...The whole family was her friends and she loved them very much.
Today, she was about to meet one of them. Connie had asked to meet her and Ianna gladly agreed. So there she was, at a Rosa Lee, a little late, but she was.
”Hey! Sorry for being late!
IT'S TAGGED FOR Connie
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