Cat and mouse throughout my dreams
At play, we
I don’t win
Pedigreed, you chose, not me — then you began again
The poor girl of your youth
I am
Too much proof of your roots
Together nevermore, old friend — how urban lights pollute
Cat and mouse throughout my dreams
At play, we
I don’t win
Pedigreed, you chose, not me — then you began again
The poor girl of your youth
I am
Too much proof of your roots
Together nevermore, old friend — how urban lights pollute
I’m hurting today
I feel so disastrous, then how is it I sing?
So pretty you wish
Fuck this very zoo

Original Thought Credit: Tasha Cobbs Leonard, “I’m Getting Ready”
Sixth-sense brushes with the Supernatural
Ripped from her victory gardenClosed my eyes to see
Broad daylight, which God ordained
That mystified me
Has my song struck out