they should all shave their heads so they can be kissed.
kisses on the forehead are for sick children
and i am sick
and i am a child.
every morning you stand on your door step waiting
for somebody to save you.
there are so many dead birds outside and you're still waiting.
when your hair becomes your spine that's curving.
it's shame like this that says nobody's going to help you. where did your hands go. who left your opinion in the school you almost flew in.
sit up straight on your own when your kneecaps grow.
i was given a paintbrush so i can show you how i feel, how i think, and how i see.
how do you want to change the world?
he gave me smooth hands so you won't shake them and see what i do.
you'll stand beside me and smile until your face hurts.
and i will refuse to die, if i'm alone.
i am what i am and i care what i am. i care that i am.
if i'm crazy you'll miss me, if i'm strange you'll miss me.
and you'll fall like the strange fruit you are and bruise before i've caught up.
you will grow facial hair and shave it all but your upper lip because it will remind you of me and you won't admit that you're worried. you won't admit that you're hurt because you're too proud of me. so you'll stand together with your big hands on my back because you refuse to let me bruise.
i'll miss out.
all my charms will come while i'm gone and i'll miss out.
i'll be able to breath but i'm afraid of shrinking.
sometimes i can feel closer to the ground but i can't be here.

i'm about to become stronger then you'd ever believe i could
you can talk to me now because my ears grew.
my nose and my mind, my nails and my hair.
my eyes and my teeth grow too. .
say my name and show me to my room because i'm ready.
i love giants and they love me.
find my balloons because you'll want to see what i see.