Run run run
Run away if you can
Stay stay stay
You've never done
You're the one with the trigger
But I'm at the end of the gun

Put myself in your line of fire
I want to bleed
Have you cut me so I blame you
I've sown my seed
Now you are the reaper
(Though it's my greed...)

You are the bright beautiful light that mezmerizes me
pure, pristine, and pearly white
Every part of me is drawn to you. craves you
As I approach I forget all thoughts, forget all       fears

do I not remember what happened last time I got close?
do I not remember the ZAP? the PAIN!?!
*why do I keep coming back to the light?

If I grew my hair to my knees and dyed it to the color of the wind, would you still recognize him

If I pealed away at my fingers to make them look thinner, would you still be able to remember them

If I never walked into the sun again and took an eraser to my skin, just to be a bit lighter, would that be enough to disguise him

What if I even change the way I speak, a whole octive higher or perhaps lower, would his voice still be familiar

What if I make myself shorter or taller, with reconstructive surgery, do you think then you can be fooled by him

But what if

I break my nose and reshape it
   Take my lips and deflate them
      Gouge my eyes to replace them

Would that make a difference

What if I told you that you never had to see him again, that he can be different, he can be better, he could be anything

Would you believe in him





No...
But thanks for trying

Dude get a life stop abusing helpless girls,
just because your love-deprived mind likes it,
I want to see you hurt, see you writhing on the ground,
I want to whip you, hang you, BY YOUR FEET.
I would crucify you if I could,
Wait...You don't deserve to die like the God-Man,
Giving his life for others while you just **** around.
You better watch out, you mother-******* son of a ****,
'Cause a not-so-helpless guy's COMING FOR YOU

Lo and behold! The idiot has returned
      The people ask why
      I shrug and head turn

There he walks with his idiot stance
      I watch him angrily
      As he does his dumb prance

I remember his mind, so simple but true
      We talked a lot in the past
      I think his IQ is less than two

Great Scott! I cry for this hurts me so
      He should be executed
      Or have his ******* cut off for show

I am filled with anger every time he breathes
      How did he live this long?
      He should just stand in a busy street

Alas, there is nothing I can do
      What a shame
       I think he needs some counseling too

Good grief! I don't thinks his parents did well
      Raising a half-wit delinquent
      Oh isn't that just swell?

May this be a warning to you and to all
      Be wary of idiots
      For their brains are small