Day to day,
year to year,
it has never been so clear.
people change,
pages turn,
its just something we have to learn.
things are different,
things are new,
nothing is ever stuck like glue.
walk a foot,
walk a mile,
its just a new paper in your file.
Changes are big,
Changes are small,
you may even hit a wall.
You might crash,
You might be hurt,
just get up and rub off the dirt.
Day to day,
year to year,
change is always coming near.
Body: Oh, looooooooook! ITS THE TIME OF THE MONTH,
whoopwhoop
Me: Oh hell no.
Ovaries: EVERYONE CLEAR, THREE TWO ONE BLAST OFF!
Brain: WHATS HAPPENING?
Me: Guys, chill, calm down!
Face: See that beautiful face, IT AINT SO BEAUTIFUL NO MORE, IM
GROWING MOUNTAINS.
Brain: omgomgomgomgomgomgomg KILL ME ALREADY.
Torso: Time to practice labor. cramp this woman up. GO GO GO GO
GO GO
Me: no, NO THAT HURTS.
Stomach: lol clothes cant fit you anymore. you are bloated.
Thats right. Float up to space
Me:THIS IS WHY I WANT TO BE A BOY! I HATE YOU ALL,
jfhhjjkesmsmr.
Brain: I KNOW EVERYONE HATES ME I AM SO DEPRESSED. we need to
procreate.
Face: Lol, i'm not done yet.
Uterus: what did i ever do to deserve this, i mean.. common....
im cool arn't I?
Brain: you just wait uterus. they're going to make you hold
a baby for like 9 months straight.
Uterus: Says the one that holds more then a computer for your
whole life.
Braid: Shut up egg face
Uterus: JUST BECAUSE I HOLD EGGS!
Torso: CONTRACT!
Me: I quit being female, I am now a llama.
Brain: Me gusta.