New Blood

Don't touch me
I will gut you like a fish
I'm sick of not having strength
I will fight till your funeral
Untie these ropes
Give me my knife and let me defend myself
Try to understand
I mean no harm
But I can't let you walk all over me
I'm not your doormat
I'm a fucking goddess
With a sword and a flame
Made of cinnamon and gasoline
Get your hands off of me
You don't deserve my gold
I can set you on fire and bury the ashes
I've been a fragile china doll for too long
It's time to become bulletproof
Enough tragedy
I've waited long enough
Rip off my skin, put my new blood on display
Fresh bones and sharp teeth
Drink power from my veins
I can grow new armor from the ashes of my enemies
I can grow flowers from my graveyard
I'm coming for everything they said I couldn't have
Eating my breakfast of glass and lotus flowers
Nothing can break me now
I am new and I am redeemed
Did you see my freedom simmering on the stove?
It's bubbling over now and ready for consumption
I've made a lot of messes and I've spilled a lot of blood, but
A small price to pay for pure fidelity
I'm not afraid to cut off fingers and gouge out eyes
Remember that before threatening my good nature
I am fire and I will not be put out.

Dirty Beautiful

Let me love my glass skin
I built a bouquet of magic out of my heartbreak
My journey has been rocky and my feet are bloody
But it's worth it to fall in love with myself
My imperfections are perfect
My weakness is my strength
No one else can hear the music in my head but it's the most beautiful song I've ever heard
Beautiful, violent, vulgar
Snow in summer
The ocean on fire
Maybe I'm still just a mess
But I've come to love the dysfunction
I follow my whirlwind heart
What a wild ride, to be by my side
Up and down eternally like the changing tides
I am allowed to be whoever I want to be
I am my artwork, inspired by oddity
Dirty beautiful aesthetic
Broken but glued back together
I'll give you my love if you give me your faith
My quirky, oversized, overjoyed love is worth it
I got a rose gold soul and flowers growing out of my bruises
Platinum scars and art gallery memories
Speed bumps here, speed bumps there, it's alright
Trust the process
What a surreal gift, to live this strange life
Unapologetic, unashamed
I can say I'm proud of my earthly time
And my alien heart
The longest drive with the roughest terrain, but
Dirty beautiful scenery
My favorite vacation.