Skeletal being filled with light
I know you’re trying to hide it
When bones crack for metamorphosis
Replace the fixtures
You’re beautiful, ugly, everything impure

To my future face
Take care to try and be careful
Take care of the animal who’s lost sight of herself
When flowers grow, flowers grow out from your spine
Grow them longer
You’re beautiful, wonderful, everything pure

Take me
Take me instead and I will find your way
Paved through sickness in waves
Don’t, don’t trust in medicine
Always you’ll remember

I’ve seen you try harder with things that you care less for
What’s the use in fighting it?
I know you’re trying to hide it
And when beings prod, and pry open your mind
To the fixers
They’ll fix you up proper, they’ll make you pure
Don’t come back to me in times of hardness
When you’ve crumbled the earth and shattered its inhabitants
And when the rubble clears, and you crawl out from the dust
I’ll still fix you
Beauty, imperfect, you’re everything pure