A poem written while in a very strange mood
I知 feeling particularly wicked.
Particularly devious.
I cackle and rub my hands menacingly.
Ah ha ha ha ha!
I want to be free.
I run my hands through my hair and I it feels good.
My scalp is numbed, because I never touch it.
I want to dance to music that doesn稚 exist.
I want to run naked.
I want to rise.
I want to feel my hair in the wind as it sweeps around my shoulders.
I want to drive men crazy
And have them honk at me.
I want to smile at them mischievously and then drive away.
I want to destroy private property
Just to feel something break in my hands.
Just to feel control.
I知 going to scream as loud as I can.
I知 going to follow someone.
I知 going to be followed.
I知 going to be adored.
When I知 like this,
I try to break hearts.
Bitch!
