Never blessed

With a gracious metamorphosis

My transformation never-ending

Breaking cartilage in an attempt

To break free from my chrysalis

Dressing, tending

Don't expect me to not compare myself

To those who fly without fear of misdirection

When you won't avert those clairvoyant eyes

Seeking the parts I lack in the wake of imperfection

Fulfilling needs

Fed from the hand of fantasy

Fuck that and fuck them too

What did you see in me?

Will you savor the solace of our severance

Or just leave a notch in my wing?

I may never be cradled

In the palms of contentment

Will the horror instilled in me show the only thing we ever shared

Is we feel deprived of remedy?

Don't expect me to not compare myself

To those who fly without fear of misdirection

When you won't avert those clairvoyant eyes

Seeking the parts I lack in the wake of imperfection

Pining for the touch of someone else

Because we feel incapable

Of providing for ourselves

Fulfilling needs

Fed from the hand

Fed from the hand of fantasy

Watching the clock, waiting to leave

What did you see in me?

Don't expect me to not compare myself

To those who fly without fear of misdirection

Don't expect me to not compare myself

To those who fly without fear of misdirection

When you won't avert those clairvoyant eyes

Seeking the parts I lack in the wake of imperfection

What the fuck did you see in me?