2, 10, 11, eyes, fingers, toes. All we know is all we know. Shared mortal coil, ebb and the flow. Hapless, guiltless, and i'd trade it all for a chance to see through their eyes, their windows. But outside mine are clouded visions, 9 months imprisoned, shackled to this fucked DNA. And i'm powerless to prevent this from being any other way. So far...So what. It's not enough and no one gives a fuck.