i don't need an observer to be beautiful,
and you don't have to praise me
for my actions and my words to have worth.
just look, just look-- one pale hand
with five long fingers, manicured prettily,
has more power than your closed fist.
the correct observation to make
is that perhaps i could be fine on my own,
should i choose to be!
i don't choose, i want you, come here
and observe, do you want to see the motions
or just hear the words that bring us together?
tell me what you need, baby, tell me
what it is you think you deserve.