Carrot Fingers

My body is so fragile

Could bite my finger off, like a carrot

If I was all alone, going hungry

Could I trust myself not to do it?

I think about dying all the time

And what I've come to realize

Is I'm more scared of living

My body is no temple

Is it still a hate crime to burn it down?

I think about dying all the time

And what I've come to realize

Is I'm more scared of living

Hmm

Hmm

Hmm