Dear doll face: i wanna smash all the mirrors i wanna break all the shopping carts i wanna hit my face your face in the glass with a dirty look and some snow i need to get me some of that magick whisper it in God's ear what's she gonna do about it anyway just cuz i am what you don't see me as i take your abuse sitting on all fours but what you don't know is that i'm just getting ready to pounce. i want the green hair green means go i'll go sure cuz i want to not because you want me to but because i have a thing called a will and whatever i will will not always come true but sometimes it will and you better watch out cuz i'm practicing like mad. And what if i go slightly mad it wouldn't be all my fault anyway i'd just skip outside and play amongst the daffodils while you sit in your domesticated box and sit and watch a talking box and believe. Go ahead now say it what you mean i can take it i've been through hell and back and here i am with a smile plastered on my face can you gimme a smile yeah there you go oh and i could just grin for all eternity laugh at some of those morons walking on the street i might be one i don't know yet, though i'd have to check it's hard to get to know me. just because i freak out on you once in a while does not mean i am a freak like when i had burned lips she thought i looked pretty guess who the freak was then i used to like freaks but now i hate all of them except the ones i am friends with guess what i am friends with myself.

desiring to be me only, jen.

p.s. - mosquitoes make high pitched sounds.