My Body
My body is not a place of my own.
Dotted in blemishes
Criss-crossed by scars.
Bursting at my seams
Flaking at the lips.
I'm sore in some place at every moment.
Everything feels so divided.
I fear its capabilities.
Nothing is right in my brain
And all these chemicals are confused.
The pharmacist calls me by name.
I want all of the magic pills
To swallow and regenerate
Every sign of every mistake
So I can feel like me.
Dotted in blemishes
Criss-crossed by scars.
Bursting at my seams
Flaking at the lips.
I'm sore in some place at every moment.
Everything feels so divided.
I fear its capabilities.
Nothing is right in my brain
And all these chemicals are confused.
The pharmacist calls me by name.
I want all of the magic pills
To swallow and regenerate
Every sign of every mistake
So I can feel like me.