Be Kind To Me, Or Treat Me

I Was So Self-critical. I Still Am, But It's Not As Bad Anymore.

I’m Amorous But Out Of Reach / A Still Life Drawing Of A Peach.

I'm A Tulip In A Cup. I Stand No Chance Of Growing Up

I Lie In An Early Bed Thinking Late Thoughts, Waiting For The Black To Replace My Blue. I Do Not Struggle In Your Web Because It Was My Aim To Get Caught. But Daddy Long Legs I Feel That I'm Finally Growing Weary Of Waiting To Be Consumed By You.

I Got All My Work Done To Graduate In Two Months And Then They Were Like, I'm Sorry, You Have To Take Driver's Ed. I Just Kind Of Went, Oh, Forget It.