I was gripped with a bitter fear
Worried the one thing that I loved
Back when I was just a kid
Might now never be enough
That the body I was in
Might belong to someone else
someone kinder someone surer someone
Innocent
Young and beautiful someone purer
I was scratching at my skin
Hoping the changes would begin
But what layed beneath was
blind would've caused
What the hell was I thinking of
Won't you take me down to the creek
Wash away our sins and sleep I feel so tired
As though I might not wake at
all on the other side
That's no way to goa