Did you know what you were doing,
When you took from me something I can’t replace?
You cursed me to a life of categories and labels.

You were doing something so wrong,
And never thought to ask what it meant to me.
You cursed me to a life of ****** mysteries and no bedtime stories.

At first I wanted to play along,
The innocent child who only wanted to tease.
You cursed me to a life of immortal desire.

Who put the thought in your head,
That you could poke and **** me, finding my insecurities?
You cursed me to a life of lab tables.

Now all I see when I want to see love,
Is a form of your face, your body, your image.
You cursed me to a life of repetition and similarities.

You said it showed your love for me,
That it was what I needed to be sure of what I felt.
You cursed me to a life of no chance at love.