Home is where my habits have a habitat

My derring-do allows me to dance the rigadoon around you but by the time I'm close to you I lose my desideratum.

Be kind to me, or treat me mean I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

I'm a tulip in a cup. I stand no chance of growing up

I never thought I'd be in a position where people would be talking about my sexuality and saying how good I look in underwear.

But I honestly don't read critics. My dad reads absolutely everything ever written about me. He calls me up to read ecstatic reviews, but I always insist that I can't hear them. If you give value to the good reviews, you have to give value to the criticism.

My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within, but then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full and sank in the burrows of my keep, and all my armor, falling down, in a pile at my feet.