resign me to myself  

as I resign you 

there is no honor in fixing small things 

no way to change a person for the better

You can only be the thing 

that happens to someone else

can only fuck up or fall down 

Forgive us these trespasses against ourselves 

Deliver me from insincerity 

( hypocrites and cope-iates )

the race for prosperity

the Ignorant Spring 

from white people trying to do the right thing 

from needing padded bars on the gutters 

so I don't fall into them 

( so I can pretend this is a win ) 

Deliver me from children

these little terrors we made 

of course they hate us 

We told them Santa was real 

and that they could be anything 

then went right on being ourselves 

Deliver me from hell