If you could see the demon claws
Shredding my soul, the way I know,
Exposing the real me, all my flaws,
Everything I try to hide, out for a public show,
They are just her innocent words,
Attacking me without intent.
She speaks them, not feeling how it hurts,
I misinterpret words she says, it’s not what she meant.
But my soul is torn down, bleeding,
I love her heart, her true purpose,
I hate her words, her tone, its’ meaning,
I hate my feelings more: me, the freak in hell’s circus.