what in the world is inside of me?
or what isnt inside is a better word
the sky is so dark from the bitter inside
its almost as thought she did this for me

say hello to my world, come one come all!
you seem to find your way in any how
my privacy has never been your concern
i think she always planned this for me

all of my tiny little kitten-like thoughts
somehow they make so much sense to me
a gift for the world that she throws away
like an unwanted toy : she planned this for me

shes not so bad this girl i know
she gives me a gift every now and then
but she makes me suffer in between
she makes me squirm this girl i know

i can explore the possibilities
that im worthy these gifts, its a healthy disease
exploration is so much fun!