You called me a child because you found me Where the Sidewalk Ends
I turned and yelled Chomsky to Kafka in Zen.
Gandhi said take your time and count backwards from ten
So I opened Pandora's Box to unravel anomalies again.
How can you outrun your tragic, heartbreaking past when it's steadily looking into your eyes calling you mommy, making you regret nothing.
"I've done a lot of terrible things in my life, but for you, I'd do them all over again."