They dance beneath us. We look down on them from the balcony, I and my sire. The one who changed me forever, gave me power, made me special.
He created me. We belong together, taking whatever we want. Why does he reject me?
He took me, he drank me, he fed me, he pushes me away.
Hurts. Not going to take it, even from him. Anger. Hatred. I’m strong, not gonna be pushed around no more. By anyone.
But he moves fast, the bamboo is in my heart, and I’m falling.
And the last thing I hear is Aimee Mann.