i remember when i liked my fingers bloody
actually i hated them but not as much as i despise them today
when i bit off my nails till they bled cos i was a kid who didn't know any better
when i pulled the grass from the ground and didn't know i was killing the earth, now i don't so much as touch a tree unless i am hugging it
hula hoops swung with me swaying round my hips like the earth revolves around the sun, i died to swing longer than my friends
chlorine filled my nose, i didn't go to the pool once this summer
music was on radio disney and i remembered the channel every time i asked to turn it on in the car
i wanted to be a princess, lavish in gold and tiaras - i got paper crowns and fool's gold
i practiced to be a track star, running from one tree to the other, people kept telling me that was never going to happen
i told this one girl i wanted to be an actress and she said that was hard to become, said i wanted to sing and she said it was hard to be a singer, said i wanted to be a writer and she tried to say something but, how hard is it to write
it upsets me how quick she was to deny that things were possible and that dreams did come true, maybe i'll change my mind about this later
i was scared of death after i learned about the life cycle so my mom had to tell the teacher, now i quiver for death, i want it, i need it, oh baby, oh baby
