I've got books in places where there should be...
Words scribbled so neatly on my legs they look...

Since when do we have to be vulnerable,
How did I forget something so fundamental...

I always hoped one day I'd be too big for bad days
But as I sit here with this tiny box thats been...

I am not sweet,
I have of venom, teeth, nails, anger...

I was some place I wanted to be, an I had to leave...
I was some place I wanted to be, an I laughed it...

Sitting in my room drinking tea,
Sifting through pictures and wondering if you ever...

How unbelievably lucky i am to get to know you...
To have you see me as a whole person...

Horseshoe crabs are heros,
Heres why theyre yours too...

This love it was a candle,
Burning late nights in my bed...

"So many bubbles!" Says the child,
As grandpa holds the wand in front of a fan...