drawn to the ones who aren't afraid

My mom would say I couldn't keep my hands off the stove 

she meant,  I found trouble 

When I was little I was the one who climbed up into trees

sometimes falling out

I was the one who drove the four wheeler into the ditch

backed the car into a wall or clipped off a rear view mirror

My mom would say my problems with men began early

chasing after crazy boys after dark before I was in high school

More than once I had to explain to folks why I was out with Him

why I was there, what we were doing

Ain't you got no sense?  they asked

What were you thinking?

It was never about thinking 

^{Oh, I am a lonely painter,  I live in a box of paints}

^{I'm frightened by the devil, And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid}

^{Joni Mitchell}