Today it is all about me,
The one who can laugh about herself,
And bequeath happiness to her,
Mandatorily after every death.
Evenings crafted with melancholy,
Music created within the bones.
Work dumpling ready to savor,
Sleeping with battle ornaments on.
Prioritizing made harmoniously,
She chose herself before anybody else.
Selfishly, seriously and sensibly,
I before YOU.
– Emily Parker