They tell me That I don’t need you And I know that this is very true But I can’t seem to get rid of you
You are vile for deceiving me I thought I believed The things you said But in the end I was dismayed To learn that all your words Were merely lies And I wonder why You said the things you did
For some reason I feel that I Need you there to tell me Of my beauty For I’ve always felt Condemned to solitude And malignant intimacy.