Can I show you what I drew today? Don't you kinda look like that now? It's convincing, right? At least strangers think so And you know... Sometimes hair tangles like this (Ines motions with her hair and lips and what's supposed to be porcelain) Yeah the hair helps, I guess Back at last And you're working around that your ways From your dark past Have formed a mound Pride has a face Which you're looking at now In the reflection of your days As something you disavow Some things are better left alone Still, she's not comfortable being named a thing (Not that anyone would be around to hear her)