Crapsong.

Can't bare my arms
For fear of my scars,
When I do,
People look at me like i'm from Mars.

They're not self-inflicted,
Just shite I have to live with
Until my heart has reached it's limit.

They say,
Men are from Mars, women are from Venus
I must be from jupiter,
I should have a penis.

I'm rude, I swear, I smoke,
Always the butt end of the joke
But I wouldn't be happy
If I was a bloke,

Because a
Womans perspective
Of life and how we should live,
Of giving what you should give
Makes you more responsive

To the
Bollocks that we see
Every day
From children starving to the K.K.K
Makes you want to get right up and
Make a change
And who knows
Maybe we'll get there one day.

As I walk down the street
And hear the tapping of my feet
Nothing else, I feel so at peace

With myself
My body
My life and how it's going
I feel myself change
And adapt, as i'm growing.

Recently i've felt on a permanent high
No one ever can knock me about my life,
Sure i've had my lows and done some daft things
But yet when I take the time to breathe and think
My mind becomes clear,
I won't remember next year.