Me

I am a body of bulging maggots, rotting and bleeding.
we're all the same, cultivating breeding.
I feel dead and horrid, just like all the other,
we already have a freak, we don't need another.
the terrible and bloody screams, inside my head
and inside my dreams.
i want to break from here, you just say "goodnight my dear" and i will not stand for this, you're turning my hole into an abyss, now lay me down, make me sleep, until i drown, and away i sweep.