Maybe I'm Bitter

If I were an actor

I'd cut off all of my toenails

And put them inside a jar

Tell them it's magical

To be somebody else

To make up someone else's protein

I don't need anything

I, I don't need anything

In the reflection

I thought I looked sixteen years old

And in the distance

You're lying in a circle on the floor

Your toes touching your head

Your limbs wrapped around, open spread

I thought that I liked it

But, I'm realizing maybe I don't

You might not notice

Seems like I'll always stick around

But, this dog bites me

I don't think he likes me

I think that hе doesn't like me

I don't think hе likes me

I think he doesn't like me

As I'm getting older

Noticing how I start to change

Maybe I'm bitter

Maybe I'm meant to be insane

I can't pack my suitcase

I feel like there's cotton in my brain

Maybe I'm dreaming

Maybe I'll go to sleep again

But you said

You're using me

For all of my resources

I'm useful, so use me

And maybe I am, I am, I am, I am, I am

But, in Afro Funk class

Jessica says to channel strength

And courage and confidence

And, hey, that reminds me

I think you don't like me

I think that she doesn't support me

And I know what love's like

I've made friends like family

And I deserve better

I'm sick of the toxins in my life

So I'm trimming the weeds out

I'm trimming the weeds that take, take, take

And you don't ever call me

You don't seem to notice that you're fake

And I think I don't like it

I don't think like it

I think I don't like it

I think I don't like it