Some days my body is a temple and I a goddess.
I walk around untouchable,
first do no harm,
I am impenetrable.
And no one can *******
down.

Avoiding your eyes, I glance at the clock.
You're officially 13 minutes late for work,
But like you've told me a million times,
no one at your office "gives a ****."

If you're waiting on me to say
All that you want to hear
Before leaving, I assure you,
No one will be getting their coffee from you today.

"Some days I feel like my skins about to bust open
from all the **** I have inside me. Do you ever feel that way?"
"Just about everyday," I say in my head. To you I say
"I thought you said I was rather empty inside."

The light that vanishes from your face tells
Me I reached my mark. Defeated, you grab
your keys and silently leave. But in my head
I asked you to stay.

Watching the sun's rays dance back and forth
With the tiny crystals that launch me into the sky
Found on the leaves of the trees I burn to get by

And I'm still replaying what you said when you left
Haven't slept in about six days
Staring at the ground, eyes start to glaze

Now my friends have started to worry
I think they even watched me lose my mind
Guess there was never much to find

All these drugs I need to get through the day
You said they make me speed by in a hurry
I gasped. Please hold still, this whole scene's blurry

It never looks the way you expected,
but it's a sight to see all the same.
You never end up where you planned to go,
but in the end you're glad you came.

The neon lights of Main Street
glow brighter than any star.
She hasn't been home in ten months,
but she knows her way to the bar.

Checking herself in the mirror,
she smooths the wrinkles in her dress.
When leaving for work this morning
she didn't seem quite a mess.

The bartender already knows her order.
Drink goes back and the liquid fire soothes her insides.
She steps out into the dark night once more,
ready to find where the monsters hide.

I'm the kind of girl
who picks flowers just to
tear them apart.
And I will spend more time trying
to dodge responsibility than it would
actually take to do the **** thing at all.

I know you may find that endearing
or charming even,
but you can't possibly
prepare for all the damage
I will do.

I'm the kind of girl who looks
younger than I could possibly be,
and so you may want to get closer,
crack open my skin, just to count
the age rings on my soul.

Do you want to know what
it's like to be made
to feel special?
As if someone who could pick
anyone at all loves you
the best?

How long have I been on this endless stroll?
I jumped head first and never left the rabbit's hole

It's so dark where I am, I don't know how to get back
Watching colors change and dance on walls, but it all fades to black

Ashes to ashes and smoke to smoke.
This can't be all that's left of me.

Burning bridges, blunts, and cash.
Break it all down, a fallen tree.