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By Misti Date: 2003 Aug 23 Comment on this Work [[2003.08.23.02.42.2335]] |
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you're making me fat with milk smug in silk I'm your princess to spoil your precious baby doll in clearance sale lingerie make me sweet promises to keep me from going sour tell me it's not a power play when you say you have to make me happy so that when some other guy comes along I'll say none for me, thanks I don't want to be fat and happy I want to be starving and miserable punishing myself for what I've done to you what I'm going to do maybe if I ever take the detour to unapologetic genetic lunacy again don't let me inside that safe darling circle of me and you against them whatever the cost allow me my storm tossed mania my moon howling ecstasy prowling tummy growling refusal to conform and warm myself by the media's fires this life is not my comfort zone this love is not my playground I'm on a mission and I don't know why I've got too much stardust dancing through my veins to nap beneath the Milky Way dreaming of all days yet to come and all that this world owes me. |