Above the Sink

There's a little bird you've seen
Masked behind a canopy of green
Hidden in the shadows all along
Let the twilight animate her song

I'm not made of clay
Won't be that much different if you hate me anyway
Give me your opinion
Tell me what you wanna say
It could fu?!!?ck up my whole day

But you're not me
I won't be seeing you
Tomorrow when I look above the sink

Demand to see a shooting star
So it'll happen while you blink

I'll always change
But not on cue
And never cause you asked me to

If I'm not what you want, tough shREDACTED
That's what I am, heard enough of it

Made me insecure
Made me wish I was more
Now look what you've done
My turn to have fun

Ha
Ha
Huahahahahahahahahahahaha

(What?)
(Huh?)

I can see the gears
Rusting up inside the toy you haven't used for years
Pick it up and
Dust it off
Might make something appear
In the space between your ears

Instead you spend your moments like they're quarters
Crammed inside the bottom of a jar
You'll join the line of others
Damned to never knowing who they are
Don't take your problems out on me
In 30 years you might agree
So take my advice, shut up
Or say something nice
But mostly shut up

Quiet doesn't hurt
We'll all turn into dirt
So value your time
And stay out of mine

Ah, there's a lilting word borne through a screen
You've been given access to the footage of the scene
Little bird building her nest outside your window
Someone thinks they might just want to know her now
And if she tried to tell them
Would they know quite how to
Interpret all the chirping as a crying out
Declaration of devotion
"Fire stars, doubt thou"
Only with you for a moment but the sun's about her
Listen for the magic in her song