i want to smell like berries
not the cigarettes that i inhale
nor the rotting flesh of my skin

i want to look whimsical
like the pretty disney princesses
all locked up inside a dreamy palace

i want to be charmed upon
not lusted
not used
all loved and respected

it is all beyond imagination
yet i cannot stop it all
for what will must i use
or may decay in front of them ?

i just want sagacity
it is what i deserve
how come they say i do not fit in
am i that unforgettable ?