She is unruly
She is not contained
She is not holy
She is definitely insane
I must keep order
I must protect my candy walls
I must not let her enter
I can't keep her out at all
She is sound
She is music
She is loud
She is quiet
I am moved by her
I am exasperated
I am tired of her childish behavior
I am a child with her, elated
She is extraordinary
She likes to run with wolves
She keeps her energy
She is still a millennia old
I am scientific
I cannot be irrational
I cannot follow an organ's whim
I make my decisions in my cerebrum lawful
She is a punk
She is a teenager like me
She is a ghost ship never sunk
She will always and never be free
I am nearly as old as she
Neither of us are tired
We are both exhausted and beat
By all the things we've seen
I am Princess Bonnibel Bubblegum
She is Marceline my Vampire Queen
We aren't supposed to be in tandem
We fit like a puzzle piece
I am order and secrets
She is open darkness
I am the picture of light and happiness
I cannot wait for the night.