Run away pretty little freak.

Why do you laugh instead of scream?

Why do you grin rather than weep?

You are not the way you appeared to be

when I watched you through your window

when I knocked on your bedroom door.

I’ll die too, but I’ll drag you with me below.

I’ll take your teeth till you can’t smile anymore.

Your blood will drip from the tree where you’ll hang

and I’ll drink it just to know how it tastes.

I don’t know how I started or what I became

No one will miss you, you’ll be erased

But they’ll laugh when they find you

and smile when you’re in the ground

Because the freak you are is all they knew.

You were always lost, never found,

and the space you inhabit was never real

Is it possible to kill someone who didn’t exist?

It won’t hurt you if you can’t feel

You were never loved and won’t be missed