Sharp edges to shred my already tattered sanity.
Vertabrae Jelly, that's what you always said, why did you try to show me?
No qualms about using it for your own gain.
I can't deny the sparrows any more.
What lunacy is this?! How did you sew my eyes so tightly shut?
What other seeds of dementia lie within the fertile soil of your underwatered cranium?
Two royal players bound by chains of hypocrisy.
Standing guilty of the sins you tried to decorate me with.
I am not your mirror image,
I am not a paper doll.
Drowning in an empty cup.
You can't feel me scream.
