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How does the world perceive me

Perceiving myself

All I care to do is sip on

Beer and chocolate milk

I'm frightened more than

Usual lately

I do not translate into

One of the boys

Lotus flower

Or chinita

I'm just E S and I'd prolly rather

Nap than wonder restlessly

Will ya ever be impressed by me

Mom doesn't think I fit into the

Darling archetype but

That's an ancient pair of jeans

And my thighs are

Crafted

Holy

Rolling thunder

Forget the numbers

Forget the numbers please

Every godd**n family reunion

Someone's got somethin' to say

How didja become this way

As if I've made a mistake

Meanwhile they've slaughtered the cake