Eyes wide and open on me
to view my flaws and quietly mock me.
So if I see your eyes on me
and I go run and hide, come see about me.
A silver spoon indeed could use me for their feed.
I've got no qualms; probably wouldn't feel a thing.
If a silver spoon in need could use me for their feed.
That's just fine, just come and see about me.
A bat hanging upside down from a tree.
Blood rushing down to my head from my knees.
But, the bat I want to be, could break the world's knees and leave it limping behind as it bursts at the seems.
We're living here alone as we all drift into our own, but if I'm in pain, you'll hear me moan.
If I scream and if I shriek, you need no worry.
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