Sometimes my sincerity
Is nothing more than my selfishness
In sheep’s clothing.
When saving you is really
The epitome of saving me;
I sure as hell ain’t no Jesus.
But I’m still earnestly seeking
Someone to redeem.

I’m a sticky note
You’re continually re-sticking
‘Cause damn it, you know I’m worth it.
I’m such a pretty color,
With doodles and sayings
that alleviate
Some kind of effortless pain
You carry with you when I’m not looking.