exploration,
menstruation,
two of the things you screwed up,
your empty cup,
out of luck,
oh fuck,
you\'ve done no good,
even if you could,
you\'d lie alone,
next to a stone,
that you wouldn\'t hit yourself with,
no,
because you\'re already dying,
lying,
crying,
falling apart,
little by little,
breaking down,
at least you don\'t have a crown,
to be an ideal,
who looks down at little girls,
who want to be just like you,
because that would suck,
that\'s the one good luck.