Apparently I have caused some concern or confusion, do I seem emotionally fragile to you? Anyway, don't worry about it, however I am, it's always been this way. To put it more simply, or directly:

I am a playful pussycat
made of a million precious stones,
each stone an eye turned sideways or aloft,
a city you've never lived in and never will.
Such is my skill
that even seasoned harlots gasp in admiration
as I pass with a flourish.
I can't leave well enough alone.
I am a playful pussycat.