in another life
in another life
i think i’d be a singer
and i know how cheesy that sounds
but god, i’d be perfect
i’d smile wide for the camera;
step out into a sea of writhing bodies
and not fear their sharp fingernails against my skin
tired soldier, wouldn’t you love to let down your guard for just a moment?
wouldn’t you like to trust yourself
enough to take honey
and milk with your tea
and dip your strawberries in molten lava
wouldn’t you like to be holy?
play the game
roll the dice
’cause if the world’s gonna be shitty
at least i can end up on the winning side
right?
in another life,
i’d buy headphones at the store
and i would not feel guilty
and i’d see the world
i mean, see it really
yeah, i’d ruin my teeth on saltwater taffy
and fill up my phone with pictures
i would not be afraid to let you touch me
in another life, i would be sickeningly sweet
my mind smooth and clear
no cracks
no fissures
no magic tricks, a house of cards about to disappear
smile ’til my cheeks cracked the glass
of my smudged-up mirror
because this is not a teen movie
and i am not the protagonist
i see that now
but maybe i could be somebody
who doesn’t spend all her days at home
who leaves the world better than she found it
and wouldn’t that be so pretty?