Big Words

I changed my face and my bloody name

I washed my hands with a skin whitening cocktail

Do I look more relatable

Punching your face is reasonable

Do you ever think that lullabies sometimes get sadder than requiems

For the better part of your life my friend

Things you loved slipped through your hands

For many times she's been a trouble

Every night she's seeing double

Solving problems no one cares about or actually understands