Thursday, June 4, 2009

Deep
Fembot
I know what i've been hungry for
I know that i'm just killing myself
And everything under my skin
Deep down, deep down.

I'm sick. Worried and weak.
I am. I'm sick.
It makes me so happy, inside.
Like someone is touching me
Deep down, deep down.

Don't try and hold my hand.
Don't try and look at me.
I've got my clever disguise
and i'm fooling you all.

Lock the door, turn on the water
and rinse off everything i want to be
but i'm not.
Put it right into the drains.
Deep down, deep down

Come close.
I see there's a person there.
Look close.
I'm only a person
and what other animals hurt themselves like we do.

Dont try and hold my hand
Dont try and look at me
I've got my clever disguise
And i'm fooling you all.


And it seems like you just don't care. So easy to discard. Too broken for your liking.

1:49 p.m. - 2007-11-05

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