I don't need you but you need me, you want me to stay but I want to leave.
I'm not your perfect "daughter", just like your not a perfect father.
I don't want your issues, you gave me all of your horrible conditions.
All the things you went through, you've put me through too.
If you want me happy, then why do you say what you say, it's nasty

Both innocent and guilty
Both pure and a bit corrupt

Do you eat the bread?
Will you drink the offered cup?

Dinosaurs once roamed the Earth
Now we have the cars

Some scientists think water
Is to be found on Mars

Is chaos too a mystery
In this Chaos of ours?

The nightmare of our history
The glory story stars.

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              I        wonder
              how would it
              taste        like
              if      I     pour
              your    words
              on my cofee
              because I've
              been tasting
              the bitter sugar
              you've   coated
              in    my   palate
              when          you
              embraced  me.

I'm too tired not to give up.
I even told myself what should I have:
Space—so that I can breathe,
And peace, for I haven't tasted it.

They told me to sleep,
But I always found myself to weep.
It's terrifying yet so serene;
I was swayed by my friends, demon.

It's not the time at 3 AM
When they happen to appear;
I've been always with them
To ease where I suffer.

Even demons can be friends, too.
They saved me from crying over you.
They were there to embrace me
And put me in a poetic agony.