You make my skin crawl
The thought of you is no fun at all
You're sick
You're twisted
Your existence is nothing but a joke
A disgrace

Your voice makes me shudder
The thought of your eyes on me makes me scream
Your eyes
Your smile
Your cynical laugh and souther drawl
It all makes me sick
You're redicules
A joke
You got cought

Who are you anyway?
Your a vile
Disgusting
Insulent
Preverted
Puthetic Excuse of a person
You're not worth my time
And yet,
You haunt me
Your memory takes away my sanity
Defiles it
Destroys it
You're always there
In the back of my mind
Durring the day
Its there
Late at night it comes to strike
It takes away my only relief!
It SCREAMS
"You're not safe"
Because of you I am lost
You fill me with fear
Your memory haunts me

You make my skin crawl
The thought of you is no fun at all