if my body is my home
can i move into another?
i tried to rearrange my bones
and renovate the exterior
but this home is run down
this skin is stretched and worn
i am beginning to drown
in the very place i was born
i could paint it every shade
i could tear down every wall
there is no escape
from this script i have scrawled
this body is not a home
it is not even a house
but a cage of my own
with not one way out
