You say that you love me and it's like heaven and hell,
it's wonderful and crazy,
you want to take me and break me,
burn me and remake me
into the pristine poet of a person I should be,
but no, you don't get to change me,
Because I like me,
my wax body dripping like false abiguity
and displaying myself on a pedestal of my own natural instability.
I like being me,
and if you really loved me you wouldn't want to change me,
you would respect my boundaries,
my body,
my family,
I am a masterpiece.
I don't ask for much, so just maybe some dignity?
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 2:36 PM UTC
You say that you love me and it's like heaven and hell,
it's wonderful and crazy,
you want to take me and break me,
burn me and remake me
into the pristine poet of a person I should be,
but no, you don't get to change me,
Because I like me,
my wax body dripping like false abiguity
and displaying myself on a pedestal of my own natural instability.
I like being me,
and if you really loved me you wouldn't want to change me,
you would respect my boundaries,
my body,
my family,
I am a masterpiece.
I don't ask for much, so just maybe some dignity?
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