Justify
How many of you hate me?
I am just alive.
I am just frustrated.
The way your motives drive.
How many times will you curse me?
I can only guess.
I can just imagine.
You can't love me any less.
How many times will you burn me?
Such a simple stake.
Bound and left for dead.
What more from me can you take?
I never left you hungry.
I never left you dead.
I never called it simply.
Divulged what's in my head.
I'm so fucking sorry.
I can't hold your hand.
I'm so fucking sorry.
I don't give a damn.
I never left you hungry.
I simply pacified your need.
But I am not your possesion.
Something on which you feed.
How many of you hate me?
I know the reason why.
I can just imagine.
Leaving you to justify.
How many ways can you think of me?
I close my eyes to see.
It doesn't matter.
How many choices could there be?
How much do I mean to you?
Let me go.
I can't help it.
So many things I couldn't know.