i hate the world today.
you’re so good to me,
i know, but i can’t change.
tried to tell you
but you look at me like maybe
i’m an angel underneath,

innocent and sweet.

yesterday i cried.
must have been relieved to see
the softer side.
i can understand
how you’d be so confused,
i don’t envy you.

i’m a little bit of everything
all rolled into one.

i’m a bitch,
i’m a lover,
i’m a child, i’m a mother,
i’m a sinner, i’m a saint,
i do not feel ashamed.

i’m your hell, i’m your dream,
nothing in between.
you know you wouldn’t want it
another other way.

so take me as i am.
this may mean
you’ll have to be a stronger man.
rest assured that
when i start to make you nervous,
and i’m going to extremes,

tomorrow i will change,
today won’t mean a thing.