Look at me like an animal, with-drawled and wing over young; my peers.
Separate them from us, perceived as vile. You fabricate a false stigma, a shrouding ghost stench we excrete.
Youβve kept me from connection, congealed by your false projection! Falling farther from coitus, laughter, and joyous. Torch of aspiration, doused in fabrication.
Curious, like a bee, buzzing around but canβt see. Craving sent bitter, they hate all but those sitter.
Elect thyself primus. Hate me like a sinner. Blasphemy to love brother or sister. You canβt mask your vileness.
Youβve kept me from connection, congealed by your false projection! Falling farther from coitus, laughter, and joyous. Torch of aspiration, doused in fabrication.