𑣲𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅'𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𑁤

my soul is sullied with tainted dirt i have blood on my hands you don't know the parts i had to kill the things i had to hurt the lamb i slashed her while she bleated i pulled her wool bare she begged me not to i heard her wail as i pulled every fibre stop saying my name like that such a word should never leave lips like yours when you're so kind and helpful stop calling me good or gentle what do you see when you look at me? tell me so i can learn that part to be you don't really know me if you unstitched this soulless body you'd find nothing but a black spot there would be no organs nor heart i'm just clay shaped like a person that you'd want to tear apart you're in love with this house i staged don't you like the flowers in the passageways? (oh yeah, they're plastic-) liar! fake! i'm not smart i just repeat the clever things i heard i'm not hardworking i'm not even kind i only show sweetness when someone is watching you'd be so dissatisfied don't look in my closet or you'd see the skeletons i had to hide there's a part of me that shouldn't be loved and yet you love it anyway it could be considered a sin to be held by hands so clean they'd never touch me if they'd seen the places i've been i don't deserve you i'm unworthy