They found me in the Forest
Before I tasted Fear
My father was my Mother
My mother was a Deer
Her legs were sharp and Angled
Her teeth were long and Red
She raised me as a Hunter
To shoot her in the Head
She hates me for my Softness
She snarls at my Fur
My mother's always Taunting
That I'm half a Man as her
I feel her track my Movements
Through the crosshairs of her Gun
I should be my Father's Daughter
But I'm My Mother's Son























