The distortion never ends.
Too violated to mend.
I’d reverse castrate you for the disgust.
Why am I so stupid it’s clear my life is filled with distrust.
So as I think about drilling through your eyeball, I’ll think about how I wish you’d just end it all.
Leave me the **** alone and stop using me as your puppet.
But you’ve been doing this my whole existence, why do you love it?
Maybe one day I’ll off you myself.
But until then I’ll try not to mutilate myself from this petty disgusting hell.