I wish I could hop in a spaceship
And get out of this god forsaken place...

The ax bites cold
As the cut gets deep...

A layer of snow
The wet sands of a beach...

I love the heat but I don't want to get burned
I love the cold but don't want to freeze...

I am the missing puzzle piece
I am the absent child...

Charming and exquisite
Wonderful and stunning...

They will come and go,
leave their scars...

Whirling, twirling
Sweeping, stepping...

If you wash the
Spray paint off...

We smile
We snarl...