of course

of course i cry too much 

i am constructed of fairy dust

and apologies  

of course i get too angry 

i was built with gasoline in my veins 

and have rubies for eyes 

of course i smile too hard 

for my lips only know to curve upwards 

and my teeth glow in the dark 

of course i laugh too loud 

my ancestors had trunks 

and followed moonlit waters 

of course i apologize too much 

i am a woman of all sorts 

built from ashes and sea glass 

of course i am too much 

i am the universe 

filled with exploding stars