Criticize while sympathize
Mocking me they smile...

I hold out my hand: please take it.
Fake it if you have to, just for now...

As the liquid calls to me I can feel myself resist
Know I shouldn't answer, know I should desist...

How can you, with all your lies,
Stand and watch my sad goodbyes...

If I could feel a squirming, wriggling mass,
A bundle of limbs and soft, soft flesh...

Try and touch me,
Break me down...

I'm looking at the salads, Nat
While I'm standing at my till...

Leaving you behind was just so hard.
Like tearing chunks out of my heart and watching...

Standing on my own two feet,
I haven't had to for so long...

It's alright, silly girl,
Crying is allowed...

So dance. Dance like the eyesore you've become.
Interpret pity-glares as lustful eyes...

In death you become everyones.
In dying you are everyones, and mine too...