the tears from my cheek
fell down like my silk dress
they said you can't write sweet poetry
You'll always be bitter

but watch me unfold

S W E E T
is the name of my first love
whose hand i still feel throbbing in my folds
he spoke like he didn't care
And loved like all he did was care

S W E E T
was my rise , my fall , my life
sipping non-alcoholic drinks
i was drunk
they threatened me i couldn't bloom
because a girl like me is
damaged goods

/INTERLUDE/

I CRUSHED MY TOENAILS IN THE LOVE BALLET I DANCED I FAINTED I PLAYED I PLAYED THE BODY OF THE PERFECT WOMAN HUNG FROM MY FAN SAYS I'M NOT FINE I'M NOT OKAY.

SHE SAYS I HAVE TO SHRINK.
SHE SAYS I HAVE TO GIVE UP DRINKS
SHE THRUSTS FINGERS INTO MY THROAT
AND MY INSIDES POUR OUT LIKE TAP WATER

FRECKLES, CURLY HAIR
STRAIGHT HAIR , ACNE
NOTHING FUCKING SUITS ME.
I'M GHOST.
INSIDE OUT.

//
SO PUSH YOUR FINGERS INTO ME AND TURN ME INSIDE OUT
MAYBE I'LL FIND SOME PART OF ME WITHOUT WORMS AND MOTHS.

SO KISS ME LIKE I'M A LIGHT AND YOU'RE A MOTH.
TURN ME BARREN
EXPLORE ME.
DO I TASTE SWEET?