I run with scissors
To me, a paper cut is like a slap in the face
I write stories with no ending
I draw pictures that don't erase.
When my knives are as sharp as razors,
I cut my meat with a silver spoon.
I can dance when there's no music
And stargaze when there's no moon.
When I'm with you, my heart opens.
I'm so warm I can walk through blizzards.
When I'm happy, I sing softly.
When I'm angry, I run with scissors.