you are so young bleeding bright you see everything in a different light but honey there are no shiny icons they are just broken people please don't you ever forget
we are just children waiting to be loved we are just children waiting for a hand that never comes
little animals of straw and cotton murmuring amongst themselves I haven't cracked the code yet but maybe I could soothe myself
I went down a rabbit hole planning for a big return
we are just children waiting to be loved we are just children waiting for a hand that never comes
crack the code dot the I tie the bow and heal my heart shrink the soul burn their house regain control tear me apart tear me apart
A mother's dearest self disgust a father reptile's gleam and paper wings on a pitiful nematode thats what little girls are made of thats what little boys are made of they stick to your bruised organs hide underneath your tongue closing up your throat making you numb