Don't treat me like I am something that happened to you.

How come I can pick my ears but not my nose?

The bathroom mirror has not budged, the woman who lives there can tell the truth from the stuff they say and looks me in the eye- says do you prefer the easy way? No? Well ok then, dont cry.

The seed of a tree falls from the safety of its branch onto concrete. Another finds ground but there is no rain. Another is chewed up and eaten by an animal. Another is so lucky as to sprout but then is thwarted under a falling log. None of these things is a tree. The seedlings of animals, including humans, are no less voluminous and their deaths no more tragic. This process of selection is repeated naturally and necessarily for every actualized human being as for every mighty oak. For every tree in the forest, there are thousands of tree dreams deferred. To pull out the hearse and have a funeral for every aborted fetus is indicative of

and honesty is the hardest part
yeah honesty is the highest art
and honestly i myself just started
and eureka i’m less broken-hearted

I've played the powerless in too many dark scenes. I was blessed with a birth and a death and I guess I just want some say in between

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