i wont let just anyone hold me..
no matter how cold i get, even if i become a frosty lake, sticking to brooding flesh.
(it's only for their thoughts on winter
that i entertain the company of strangers and boys)
everyone sounds like you but looks a little different they come from their own neighborhood and go home to CSI, Big Brother and The Beastie Boys on pause.
"dance with the silhouette" i think as i let my jurisdictions leak out of my skin, promoting the doubts i hold captive and giving a middle finger to anything that causes a combative crowd to disband my smile.