Criminal
O Criminal
This deceit you leak reeks
Of sour lemons and urination.

Criminal
O Criminal
This pride you flood smells
Of blueberries and broken dreams

Criminal
O Criminal
These miracles you bring leave a miasma
Of grape Faygo and suffering souls

Criminal
O Criminal
The peace I bring leaves an aroma
Of blue raspberry popsicles and lonely depression

Why do I have to feel this way. I look at my reflection in the mirror, but I don't see me. The eyes of the person I see are dark, and cold . My eyes were blue and full of love . I have changed not for the better, but for the worse. This isn't who I want to be, but sadly this is who I am. No matter how much I try to deny it I know what I have become. Look into my eyes can you not see that monster that ran from you wasn't really me. I'm sorry that I have changed the way that I have , but there is no turning back . I am a monster. I am a criminal. This is me .

Half white, half other
Mother of a soon to be
Born from an intent at backlash
Mother of a born to be
Plastic spoon in a microwave
Destitute, minimal,
designer criminal
Bun in the oven
Baby be coming
Out of any mind to choose
Mother of a soon to be
Potential property to bruise
Heidegger enlisted to the off-side
Probably due to the wave before
Baby lost to the in and out
of control, vessel of the past and preordained
Prescribed a will denying the innate
All joke, all alone
Began to end in a hot flash
Mother of a soon to be
Giveaway

do flowers bloom for us to ****** or do we ****** flowers because they bloom
is it logical to ask this way
I sense this is the day
to stroke your hair or to kiss your hand
to trust you or to be shrewd
recurring flashbacks to all the times you spoke of valour
and how I loved you as you spoke
do you fancy me or do you pity me
romance won’t last long on sympathy
you know that resolve you’re clinging on to, looks an awful lot like dread
this morning you’re struggling between affection and integrity
did you put her on happy drugs or will you send her to therapy
you can’t be the fugitive and the police
do I need a brother OR DO I WANT A LOVER
PURE ******* OR DADDY ISSUES
to fight for you OR TO FIGHT YOU
ARE YOU SAFE FOR ME OR ARE YOU NOT
TELL ME
DID YOU LEAVE BECAUSE I CHANGED or were you drawn to justice and fair play
SHOULD WE GO ALL OUT or should we draw the line
DID YOU TURN ME IN or am I thinking too much
SENSED FEAR IN YOUR VOICE OR WAS IT IN MINE
HEARD YOU SCREAMING OR WAS IT ME
CAN I STILL SEEK REDEMPTION IF I FIRE THIS SHOT
CRIGGER FINGER
I KNOW I PULLED THE TRIGGER ON YOU
BECAUSE I HEARD YOUR SKULL BREAK
I KNOW I SHOULD HAVE CONTROLLED THE TREMBLING OF MY HAND IT WAS IN SELF-DEFENSE I PROMISE
I SWEAR THAT BULLET WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU— AND THE MIRRORS, I DON’T RECALL THEM CRACKING
I ONCE WAS FOUND BUT NOW AM LOST
COULD SEE BUT NOW AM BLIND
I USED TO SIT AT THE RIGHT HAND OF PEACE
SO CALM AT THE FEET OF LADY LUCK
UNWAVERING IN THE FACE OF MORTAL DANGER
AND UNFALTERING EYE-TO-EYE WITH FEAR
I SAY, FOR SWEET BLOOD THE WORLD CRIED
AND EVERYBODY LOVED YOU AS YOU DIED
after the burial did I stay for crimes I had to pay
or did I steal myself away

A **** was set free even though he committed a crime.
The reason why he was set free was because I'm a Mime.
I was on the witness stand but because I'm a Mime, I wouldn't talk.
I take my job way too seriously and that was why that criminal walked.
Because I wouldn't testify, everybody in the courtroom started to yell.
The judge was so mad that he found me in contempt and put me in jail.
People are still angry because I wouldn't give my testimony.
My wife divorced me and now I have to pay her alimony.
If I hadn't taken my job so seriously, that criminal would be rotting in prison.
I'm going to get a new career because that's something that needs to be done.

Please. Pull the trigger, why don't you?
Become a murderer. A sinner.
A criminal.
People will spit upon you in the street,
Their hardly masked disgust wizened old men.
Are you really that willing?
So go on.
**Pull the **** trigger.