Could you be a delusion for a lie? Another look in the face of reality
for what you have come isn't at all worth to believe.
Take one and only thing unreal to my world. Led along, your pawn. Demoralized in your power.
Blood streaks and tear stings for you. Now, in the escape of all in the senseless moments holding my wrist in your clenched hand, how can you say it's wrong? Or how can you even call yourself a caretaker?