SOTD: Alanis Morissette
Oh these little protections, how they fail to serve me
One forgotten phone call and I’m deflated
Oh these little defenses, how they fail to comfort me
Your hand pulling away and I’m devastated
I can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful
So unloved for someone so fine
I can feel so boring for someone so interesting
So ignorant for someone of sound mind
When will I stop leaving baby?
When will I stop deserting baby?
When will I start staying with myself?
Oh these little projections, how they keep springing from me
I jump my ship as I take it personally
Oh these little rejections, how they disappear quickly
The moment I decide not to abandon me
