Some call me a *******
because
I don't bother waiting for my food to cool anymore
I scold my tongue every single time
And greedily indulge on seconds of hot pie

Some call me nostalgic
Because
I staple the memories of you on every inch of my skin
Leaving scars and faded notes
Each starting with the same ******* anecdotes

Some call me dangerous
I compare myself to shark
Only beautiful to those who can withstand my menacing bite
My teeth are sharp like daggers

I've taken on a transformation you may have never seen
And I'll continue to put cigarettes out on skin
In order to just feel again