I always wanted an eccentric daughter . I just never realized how well my evil plans were working.

sloughing my skin / escaping it's grip / stripped of my wit / it hurts to be me .

Once upon a time I would’ve leaped at the rare opportunity of curling up with Mom on the couch. But now it sort of felt like too little too late. I had someone else waiting for me.

Folded in my arms you're a butterfly in reverse you're giving up your wings and inheriting my curse you're letting go of me you're letting go

It's like how on certain days some people wear sweaters when other people can wear t-shirts and still feel comfortable - different reactions to the same temperature.

Gift of time in me enclosed the future suddenly exposed

Right now, it's hard to imagine that it is raining anywhere in the world.