Much Can Be Learned From The Bones

I do not think outside the box
I break the box and rearrange it
Build it into something new
Your Little Red Riding Hood dreams
Are nothing compared to my Big Bad Wolf teeth
I eat the memory of you whole
And they can drug me as much as they like
I am so much more
So keep hitting snooze and snuggle up to him tight
Because I figured out what I want to be when I grow up
Have you?
Have you?
My voice box bleeds
As night sings her goodbye song