breathwork

Madonna

I'm not a little girl
I'm not a man
When all the hurt inside of me comes out
You understand

You see that I'm ferocious
You see that I am weak
You see that I am silly
And pretentious
And a freak

But I don't feel too strange for you
I think when love is pure you try
To understand the reasons why
I prefer this mystery

It cancels out my misery
And gives me hope
That there could be
A person who loves me