I wonder constantly as I sit alone
About the things inside me that have been shown
The foul feelings of compassion in which I wish to hide
The love may be gone but my lust has not died.
Lex now hates me, so do you.
No need to deny it, my family does too.
Everyone I know hides their disgust behind kind smiles.
For such disappointment follows me for miles.
Tear up this beating monstrosity locked within this withered bone cage.
Unlock the hinges upon my mind and allow the full force of my rage
Cut the strings in which control my life
Or I shall cut them with the blackened blade of death’s knife