Born with the purpose To live and consume And to rot as a carcass Silently lye in a tomb The wolf is quite hungry His teeth look quite lovely And I’m getting awfully tired waiting for his bite, it truly is gnarly The coyotes are howling They growl as they circle me Will you cower and hide Or will you put up a fight for me? Oh you wouldn’t my darling No you wouldn’t Oh no I’m not the silver wolf baying at the moon I’m not the lover girl who charms and she swoons I’m not the early bird, I’ve come too soon I’m not the one who can deliver you I’m not the wolf with the vicious bite I’m not the child sleeping soundly all night I’m not a fragile daffodil you can hide I’m not the kind of girl who’ll stay by your side I’m not the one you yearn for and desire I’m not the one you’ll call when you’re tired I’m not the one you’ll go to when you’re weeping I’m not the one who knows your face when you’re sleeping I’m not the one who knows your heart when it’s beating I’m not the one that you’ll promise you’re keeping I’m not the one that you say that you love I’m not the one and I’m never enough I’m not the one No, I’m not the one Oh, I’m not the one No, im not the one It’s never enough Do you see that my bones are fragile? Do you know how to put me back together? Do you know how I yearn to be tethered To the heart of someone with every being, every fiber Forever Forever
