2013/06/20

I know how they used to sing about me.




She's ugly but she loves her face,
She loves her so-called style,
I see her standing next to me,
I hate to see her smile.
Her curly hair, her angry look, 
that twinkle in her eyes,
The chest she moved, the head she shook,
a devil in disguise.

A slap to her cheek, punch to her chin,
See the dropping glass!
My eyes they narrow, fill with tears,
My hands are full of scars,
"You hit the mirror! Dumb and blind,
And now you see, it's true,
That ugly girl, the one you mind,
That devil, it was you.

"A sea of blood and tears to your feet,
Drown in your own hate!
This self-hatred, it killed your heart,
To see this was your fate."
And nothing can be taken back
By nothing I can see,
I'll kill the one I hate for life - 
And this night, that is
me.

(01/2009)