I'm not sure what it will take
This time around
As lions from the den
Come out prowling
Blood dropping from their
Somehow still hungry lips
And a chorus of mighty angels sing
How much of it is
Is my mind
Making it more complex
Than it really is.

A new man wants to cook me dinner tonight
So I let him
Though I feel the quiet sad desire
To lock myself up and
Give in to whatever fears I have.

Its been easy and very difficult
To break into this community
I think back on the ways in which I did the right
Followed the right path
Or steered just a bit
Inaccurately.

I consider you to be among those things
I often wish nothing had happened between us.

"Be a lady. Be a lady. You be a lady!"
My mother tells me before we get off the phone
As if she has any real say on what I do and do not.
As if she ever really did.

"I'll be a ******' ***** if I want to be."

I have no intention of being a *****
But if I did I would.

I'm getting high
I'm feeling angry and lost
And trying to keep my chin up.