Here I amTrapped in the cell of my own bodypounding on the windows of my skin"let me out!"I am screaming so loud that it echoes in my earlike a tollin..
If I were to draw myselfThe lines would go off the pageMy stomach would be so roundSo bold and fatthat there would be no roomIf I were to paint myself..
I was put on this Earthsolely to be the one that parents pointed toand said to their children--who'sinnocencewasteetering above running water"Do you w..