Surprends le jour

I’m a fate worse than death in shit-kickin’ boots

I’m the nightmare booga you flirt with in dreams

‘Cause I emphatically demonstrate: It ain’t what it seems

I’m a whisper, I’m a heartbeat, I’m “that accident,” and goodbye

One thing I am not is a reason to die.

I’m homeless in the driveway of your manicured street

I’m Evening Magazine’s SuperCrip of the Week

I’m the girl in the doorway with no illusions to spare

I’m a kid dosed on chemo, so who said life is fair

I’m a whisper, I’m a heartbeat, I’m “let’s call it suicide,” and a sigh

One thing I am not is a reason to die

I’m the poster child with doom-dipped eyes

I’m the ancient remnant set adrift on ice

I’m that Valley girl, you know, dying of thin

I’m all that is left of the Cheshire Cat’s grin

I’m the Wheelchair Athlete, I’m every dead Baby Doe

I’m the Earth’s last volcano, and I am ready to blow

I’m a whisper, I’m a heartbeat, I’m a genocide survivor, and Why?

One thing I am not is a reason to die.