What's on your mind?
Peel back your scalp and see
This wriggling mess that somehow knows
Who you're supposed to be.
Don’t you ever want to scrape it out
And remold it into something new
Something better?
Or are you happy with being you?
We could be happy together, you know
With our minds and our hearts.
Let’s blend ours in a mixing bowl
Then we’ll have equal parts.
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