The idea of my capabilities differ from yours Leading to a list of ***** chores. I could slam my car door shut with my toes So extensively it would smash the car windows. I could dig holes in my back yard with my bare hands To mine the world just to find where my heart stands. I could grow my nails out to break through the skin over my chest Just so I could scratch away this disgust inside to give this heart a rest. I could keep my eyes wide open while I sleep at night Because the shadows lurk around my throat, closing it tight. I could do it. I know I can. But I'll have to wash my hands after I'm done and see the mess run down the sink one by one.