I would like to start with you
But you won't see us through
You say I’m too young and unexperienced
So much so that it's scares you
You say we are in different paths
Now I would like to make sure of that
I would have liked to start with you
But you won't see us through

I saw this snake with the biggest lump.
The lump was still moving so she must have just swallowed whatever it was.
I talked to the snake--because snakes talk—
And was like, “hey what did you just eat?”
She was like, “The most pure, white lamb you would have ever seen?”
The snake kept talking so highly of this pure, white lamb, it was really weird, like really weird.
So I thought of something insane.
Could this pure, white, lamb be talking through the skin of a snake?
Is the snake a costume?
Is it a disguise?
Not realizing I was thinking out loud, the snake sunk her head.
"It ***** to be used, and I’d rather not be eaten alive.” she said
I was like “cool “ trying to hide the awkwardness I felt
She was like, yeah it’s cool, until you've been here for so long that your real skin becomes one with your disguised skin
…I wish I never thought out loud because now I feel depressed.
So I walked away, with my head sunk.
I felt guilty leaving the distressed animal.
To make me feel better, I acted as if the snake was truly a snake who just ate a fine-*** lamb and was b.s.-ing me to bring me closer. Closer so she can squeeze the light out of me.
I felt better the farther I walked away from her.

I’m on Spotify
I like to see if you are online
I like to hear what you hear
I like to look up the lyrics
of the songs you play
I’d like to walk in your mind someday
by Vashti Bunyan
I posted that one in my playlist labeled with a capital “X”
I’m not sure why I labeled it that
But that playlist is how I feel about you
I like what you play when you are on spotify
I think we have a lot in common
Musically
and I wonder why we can’t hangout anymore
Or why you haven’t even tried

Love is fulfilling, but it can be hard to receive
The only love that i know to be constant
seems so out of reach its hard to believe
Love is fulfilling, it’s easier to give
Filled with believing I am loved even if it’s not true
My mom said brain washing is a good thing
It’s a cleansing of the mind
But mom I feel wiped clean
What will relate me to man
The only love I know to be constant
is so out of reach its hard to believe.

She was scared of falling,
She fell,
She was relieved,
She was not used to flying
She didn't like it,
She thought, "Too much risk."

To be stretched and pulled
Hurts
But to be set up and not played on
Hurts the most.

I saw this snake with the biggest lump
The lump was still moving
She must have just swallowed whatever it was.
I talked to the snake--because snakes talk—
And was like, “hey what did you just eat?”
She was like, “Ummmm, the most pure, white lamb you would have ever seen?”
The snake kept talking so highly of this pure, white lamb, it was really, really weird. Like really weird.
Like it’s a freakin lamb, not Beyonce…
So I thought something ludicrous.
Could this pure, white, lamb be talking through the skin of a snake?
Is the snake a costume?
Is it a disguise?
Not realizing I was thinking out loud, the snake sunk her head.
Intrigued, I asked, “Why hide? Why not just be you, like I’m me?”
The snake was like, “Oh I’m sorry, are you Beyonce??”
And I was like “giveuhhhhh, like I care?!”
But I did care and that was effed up to say…
Anyways, she said that she wants to live, so she has to be a snake.
"It ***** to be used, and I’d rather not be eaten alive."
I was like, "oh that’s cool."
She was like, yeah it’s cool, until you've been here for so long that your real skin becomes one with your disguised skin
…I wish I never thought out loud because now I feel depressed.
So I walked away, with my head sunk.
I felt guilty leaving the distressed animal.
To make me feel better, I acted as if the snake was truly a snake who just ate a fine-*** lamb and was b.s.-ing me to bring me closer. Closer so that she can squeeze the light right out of me.
I felt better the farther I walked away from her.
And by the way, I am Beyonce, you *****.