.i.a.m.i.a.m.i.
.i.a.m.o.n.l.y.n.o.i.s.e.
a meaningless bother inside my head
i.a.m.b.a.n.g.b.a.n.g.
the lemon of marmelaide
.i.a.m.t.h.e.s.t.r.i.n.g.p.u.l.l.e.d.
you seek me to turn out the lights on your reality
i.a.m.s.w.i.s.s.c.h.e.e.s.e.
but in a sinful, unholy way
.i.a.m.a.n.o.f.f.b.e.a.t.
the dairy queen negro maid
i.a.m.s.o.u.l.o.f.s.w.e.e.t.
purity means i go to fuck-in church every sunday
.i.a.m.m.i.x.e.d.c.o.n.t.e.n.t.
rated xxx at times of sex appeal and chocolate
i.a.m.i.n.d.e.n.t.s.
a paragraph of bitterness
.i.a.m.t.h.e.e.x.t.e.n.d.e.d.l.i.p.
pulled over the chin to hide the phat
i.a.m.w.i.t.h.o.u.t.w.i.n.g.s.
no escape to comfort me, i just bleed and bleed thru me
.i.a.m.p.r.i.n.t.l.e.s.s.
no crime can stick to my name
i.a.m.n.o.i.d.e.n.t.i.t.y.
not much of anything, but gone away
.i.a.m.n.o.t.h.i.n.g.
i create and create, but remain the same
i.a.m.v.o.i.d.
identical to the pupil, vacancy
.i.a.m.a.w.a.k.e.
sleep tight.
Anthem
I will not be the direct image of you.
I am not someone who is dismissive.
I am unapologetic and defiant.
I will never be submissive,
I will not allow it become subsequent in my brain.
I will never be compliant,
I am not someone who you can tell who to be,
I am not someone who you can tell what to say.
I will stay the stedfast solider,
That you will never break.
The decades of heartache within your genes,
You don't get to release it all on me.
I wasn't equipped to handle your fall,
nor was I ever allowed to just simply be.
Oh, the pitiful cries inside your voice,
when you came to realize you won't be a part of my choice.
Inside of me I've always had a choice,
to never make a sound,
or to make myself proud.
So I sing my anthem,
so loud.
Just not proud,
because I know that deep inside,
I am someone who likes to hide.
The Doll Factory
Elbows off the table
sit up straight
Good girls speak softly
Close your mouth
fork down between bites
Good girls don’t ask questions
Eat it all
nothing goes to waste
Good girls do as they are told
Silence
is golden
Good girl
Answer me with tears
when I scream at you
Good girl
You don’t need a door
body exploration is sin
Good girl
Finish your chores
or get the belt
Good girl
Be home when I say
grounded a week for each minute late
Bad Girl
You don’t need books
knowledge is dangerous
Bad Girl
You don’t need friends
they’ll poison your mind
Bad Girl
Suffocate
Stagnate
Rot in place
Starved of truth, light, air,
love
You.
Will.
Thrive.
Another living dead girl
molded to our specifications.
Take my Life, and let it be ... (takeoff on the hymn by Havergal)
Take my life so I can be
Out from under, truly free.
Let me end it now, I pray.
I would do it ev’ry day.
I would do it ev’ry day.
Take my life, I cannot wait,
All my trials to consecrate.
All my ailments, take them, too.
I’ll devote them all to you.
I’ll devote them all to you.