revised spider warrior

i'm feeling the fear, my mommy left me and my dad didn't care. my sister surpassed me and got the dreams; she'll never share. i made a bed of my fear and it ate me in my sleep. now i sit on the windowsill, watching and waiting for things to fall in my web. i can see you out there in the dark. why don't you come pop-a-squat right by me in the warm sun? we'll talk and sing and forget about the bad things.