Why come closer to me?
Haven't you listened to what I've told you?
Don't you know I'm a monster?
The world changed me too much. I was not who I was at the beginning of my story—
Not even mine
The story was never mine
Who wrote me to be like that?
Find the author of my life
Stab a pen through her heart
I am just a woeful character in your story
Simply there to continue the plot
A blot to be scrubbed from your white clothes
I have been fighting for so long to stay in your story
Till my hands and eyes were bleeding
Oh, if only you knew what she put me through
Would you still hold my hand?
My mind is falling through the cracks
I don't want to fight to be in your story anymore
Oh, how ready I am to give up the story
To give this burden into someone else
To another character
Another character to be erased just like me
Oh how I want to surrender to that
To the final lines of my story
To allow this sick author continue with her story
Maybe for a mere moment
I could be someone to love
Could I be enough?
Under the touch of your fingertips?
Why would you stay by my side;
Even if you saw the monster that I am?
Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 10:57 AM UTC
Why come closer to me?
Haven't you listened to what I've told you?
Don't you know I'm a monster?
The world changed me too much. I was not who I was at the beginning of my story—
Not even mine
The story was never mine
Who wrote me to be like that?
Find the author of my life
Stab a pen through her heart
I am just a woeful character in your story
Simply there to continue the plot
A blot to be scrubbed from your white clothes
I have been fighting for so long to stay in your story
Till my hands and eyes were bleeding
Oh, if only you knew what she put me through
Would you still hold my hand?
My mind is falling through the cracks
I don't want to fight to be in your story anymore
Oh, how ready I am to give up the story
To give this burden into someone else
To another character
Another character to be erased just like me
Oh how I want to surrender to that
To the final lines of my story
To allow this sick author continue with her story
Maybe for a mere moment
I could be someone to love
Could I be enough?
Under the touch of your fingertips?
Why would you stay by my side;
Even if you saw the monster that I am?
