Lady Velvet's Love Home

It upsets me that I can offend people just by being myself
They turn their heads, twist their necks, they keep to themselves.
And she remembers everything...

My ears, they seem to be deafening with every day
So my thoughts they sway to "What shall I do for to save myself?"
My fear, my ears be damned, is that I go silent in my head.

And today as I thought of you I went wet and dripped and dripped.
I was not in bed but in a public place instead where such behavior
that unexpectedly gleamed a visit upon me made me smile and sit silently.

I feel so clean, so detoxed to the core, so pure and fresh since
long, long, long ago, like the days when I was unsure
how to speak for myself so by none could I be adored.

These days find the crackling of my neck, amidst the healthy paranoia
of getting my body checked. Yet amidst the crack-crack-cracking of
tiny bones beneath my skin rings the huffs and puffs of Cruella Deville.

Despite any draggings to the ground, no matter how forcefully fed,
the spirit rises again and again, it's a test of will and testament.
The test of time teaches you, and forever will this be true.