I don’t need you to be a healer
I’m healing just fine
I don’t need to be your patient
We get along just fine
Take your bandage
And wrap it ‘round your child’s knee
Take your care
And give it to those in need
Sometimes I’ll flush
Sometimes I’ll bleed
That’s quite all right
I’m a walking spectrum
So judge by your sight
My shades change
Like the seasons do
I’ve quite a range, too
So take your bandage and put it away.
I’ve made it this far, my darling May.
Corey Toomey 