Questionable nature,
Emptiness between my ears,
Lies of wanting me around:
Oh, how my feelings flair

Super commit dieing,
Reality won't stop
You gave me a needle,
Now I can make me pop!

I have a problem, it is my fault,
It grows within me, cancer I've got
As the time passes, it expands,
Isn't it funny? Clap your hands.

I have an issue, what a shame,
You are the victims, I'm to blame.
As the time passes, it contaminates,
Admiration turns to fear... I hate.


It's not dislike, it feels too strong,
Of the little I feel, what I feel feels wrong.
I become more of nothing, and grow more patient,
The fear's realized, I'm contaminated.


I'm keeping secrets, whatever they may be;
A multidimensional personality?
It's not much but I can be very complex:
I can't simply be confused, I'm feeling perplexed.

Isn't it scandalous, who would've thought?
I can't wait for the day my body will rot
It's not much but I can't distinguish pain
I only sense something's off 'cause my feelings are in vain.


The loneliness consumes me, guilt's the product of my fear.
I put on my mask, just like you asked, just because I care.
The cycle, it starts all over again:
I mask me for "love," and I "love" my "friends."

All those times you've dismissed me,
The times I've been ignored,
It may just be the little things
But they add up to more.

All those times that you'd mock me
Because I am different,
I change because it is "love,"
I change 'cause you're my "friends."

The loneliness consumes me,
Your love is bittersweet!
I always have to feed you,
Starving, I watch you eat.

Bittersweet becomes bitter
What's this I feel? Fear Hate?
No more I long for your "love,"
My funeral, I crave.

I hate the way you "love" me,
I hate the way you sing,
I hate your species' existence!
You know, tHe LiTtLe ThInGs.

The loneliness consumes me;
I feel painfully numb.
All you humans, you scare me,
I feel so unwelcomed.

I wear the mask you make me
So what else do you want?
Now, do you like what you see?
Perfectly nonchalant.

The less I feel, the more I do, the less I be.
I have looked and learnt, alas, do you like what you see?
How the tides have turned, now I'm the one who's feeding me
And my stomach burns, within it churns a crimson sea.