Esophagus
I cried
My body's weight in tears
I scratched
My throat until it bleeds
I sliced
The oranges to juice
Throwing up
Till my esophagus wounds
Spinning my neck to the twist
Of my spine
Forward, backward
Bend to conform n' confine
My vessel, my growth
To the cartilage of people
That are not kind
They're not mine
Not mine
No it's not mine
Words so unkind
My esophagus won't be fine
I plugged
Those eyes out from my head
That distorted
Every sight, every step
She climbed
So fiercely to my aid
On my skin
The tattoo to match the trade
Spinning my neck to the twist
Of my spine
Forward, backward
Bend to conform n' confine
My vessel, my growth
To the cartilage of people
That are not kind
They're not mine
Not mine
No it's not mine
To be so unkind
My esophagus won't be fine
Till I teach you to love
Your body's design
Made in wombs of pure gold
Clear waters that shine
Feed to nourish your size
It's so right
Spinning my neck to the twist
Of my spine
Forward, backward
Bend to conform n' confine
My vessel, my growth
To the cartilage of people
That are not kind
They're not mine
Not mine
No it's not mine
Words so unkind
My esophagus won't be fine
Become aligned
Once more
To the rhythm of consciousness
Be kind to yourself and esophagus
My body's weight in tears
I scratched
My throat until it bleeds
I sliced
The oranges to juice
Throwing up
Till my esophagus wounds
Spinning my neck to the twist
Of my spine
Forward, backward
Bend to conform n' confine
My vessel, my growth
To the cartilage of people
That are not kind
They're not mine
Not mine
No it's not mine
Words so unkind
My esophagus won't be fine
I plugged
Those eyes out from my head
That distorted
Every sight, every step
She climbed
So fiercely to my aid
On my skin
The tattoo to match the trade
Spinning my neck to the twist
Of my spine
Forward, backward
Bend to conform n' confine
My vessel, my growth
To the cartilage of people
That are not kind
They're not mine
Not mine
No it's not mine
To be so unkind
My esophagus won't be fine
Till I teach you to love
Your body's design
Made in wombs of pure gold
Clear waters that shine
Feed to nourish your size
It's so right
Spinning my neck to the twist
Of my spine
Forward, backward
Bend to conform n' confine
My vessel, my growth
To the cartilage of people
That are not kind
They're not mine
Not mine
No it's not mine
Words so unkind
My esophagus won't be fine
Become aligned
Once more
To the rhythm of consciousness
Be kind to yourself and esophagus
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