You made me a woman
On the second of December
You didn't let me smoke
You wanted me to feel
You
Jon saw you kiss me
Like you wanted him to see us
You don't think
Of how you were the first one
To touch me
And make my toes curl
It was your birthday present first
But turned into a present for me

You are evil
Like a hidden tack in the carpet
And I hope that you
Drown
Or get arrested
Because you belong far away
Your words are not worth being heard
And you
Are disgusting
So much that I laugh
Because you don't see
How much this world
Resents you

"Love is kind, love is patient"
I read that at Moms wedding
On the beach
A cold California day
And it seemed so out of place
For it to be raining at the beach
But it was the day of homecoming
And I cried and said it shouldve been
In a church
With a white dress
And family
And a pastor
But I don't even believe in god
So what sense does that make
None
Just like my red mini dress
And the dance floor lights
That made my glitter heels blush and giggle
And the way they called my name
"Calli!"
Yep, just like the state

I want to be delicate
Like sewing needles
On stilts
Held together
By baby pink yarn
I want my clothes
To graze my bones
Like a new couple holding hands
At the end of freshman year
I want my shoes to look big
On my bamboo ankles
Hollow like a flute
Pretty and silver
Clinking and plinking along
My footsteps will leave glitter in their wake