PMS, full moon and new-years-lonley-sad

how 'bout getting off of these antibiotics
how 'bout stopping eating when I'm full up
how 'bout them transparent dangling carrots
how 'bout that ever elusive kudo

how 'bout no longer being masochistic
how 'bout remembering your divinity
how 'bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out

the moment I let go of it was the moment
I got more than I could handle
the moment I jumped off of it
was the moment I touched down