Everything you've ever been afraid of
Every want of which you've been ashamed
Can you build them a place to be happy?
Can you build them a place to be okay?

Let this be your lullaby

Every lonely feeling you've ever abandoned
Every impulse from which, in horror, you've reeled
Would you allow a safe space in here to play?
Could you create a world your own where it's okay?

Let this be a gentle hug

When you bring it all back to the beginning
All perverts and bullies soften into babies
Somebody has to cry for the forsaken, and so,
May all the tears make me tender like when I was born

Nobody asked to be born here  
Nobody asked to be given form  
Nobody asked to be incubated  
So let them all be loved and give them warmth

I need be seen by all,
Behold me!
The pervert flashes for your gaze
Expose my insides for connection
Don't leave me in that empty place

But if you must reject me coldly
I wouldn't think you hold the blame
Forgiveness is a private language
That's whispered in a secret place

So let these long sweet arms now hold me
For what it's worth, what I can spare
The meanwhile, hoping it's sufficient
Recall these words because I care:

"Every pervert needs a lullaby"