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I don't like the way my brain is resting in my skull
And my head is on my neck
And those sockets hold my arms
No, I don't like the way that my eye sockets hold my eyes
My body's resting on my legs
And image on my mind
I built my image of myself on windows I walk by
Reflecting me at angles I have never, ever liked
No, I don't like the way my body just cannot be right
It has to shift, it has to pulse
It has to change at night

No, I don't think I'm grateful
For my shitty body
In my skin, underneath it
I can't tell if gears are turning
No, I'm not very thankful for my shitty sense of humor
I say that I am fine and then I say that I'm just kidding

Give me pity laughs, I need them
I need them to live
I feed off of every response
Don't eat negatives
Give me shelter, please, I need it
From the outside world
Give me pity laughs, I need them
I need them to live