Literature
She Has (Teeth)
People say I have an accent.
Where that comes from, I don't know--
And I wonder how I sound to ears that aren't mine.
When I speak, my mouth is full of cotton, but
It's because my mouth has too many teeth.
And yeah, it's painful, and they say I need surgery--
They also say it makes my face ugly, makes me damaged,
Which is funny, cause,
I'm here wondering--
What if I was made to kill?
These teeth are here to bite, gnaw, tear at flesh--
God made me a predator, a pack animal, a wolf!
I'm bombarded, I'm saturated; every day they say,
Be--be skinny, be beautiful, be perfect--
But what if I'm perfect the way I am?!
There's a hundred million voic