Ezra

I have your spit on my lip
The surface taught me so
I breathe it in
And taste your [?]
It waters my soul

You make me grow
To new directions
Give me the gift [?]

I learn to walk, and not to run
Away from myself
Even if I could
Escape this femininity

To cherish love
Once was hard for me
Even when it was wrong
Because I had no self esteem

I needed someone to be cruel
The way I knew how [?] to listen
But you were only sweet to me
And now I thank you
I thank you

Thank you
Thank you
I thank you
I thank you
I thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you

Thank you
Thank you