All this pain I feel Inside
makes me want to ****;
all the Others and rob them of free will.
They think I'm Good and Sweet,
But on the Inside it doesn't look that neat.


I'm just another Monster lurking.

She looked at him like he was the sun,
In that she never looked at him,
Except out of frustration.

She complained when he was gone,
But she never looked.

On days he was stronger, she hid from him
On days he was muted, she complained.

She never looked at him until he was leaving,
And in the beauty of the sunset she wondered how,
She'd never seen him before