They burned the cross into my veins,
can you blame me for wanting to bleed out?
When I started to regain confidence in myself,
you told me I was vain and that vanity was a sin.
But you taught me to love the stars.
You let me believe that god had forsaken me.
I was angry with god for a long time.
You taught me that everything was my fault.
That I owed the world and you for simply existing in it.
You taught me to hate myself,
but to love everyone around me until I bleed.
I CAN NOT BLEED ANY LONGER
You taught me to love cactus needles,
and how aloe could soothe the sting of a burn
They taught me that there was poison in my fingertips,
that I could not love anyone without causing harm.
So I made a decision,
If god had forsaken me
I will become god.
God doesn't see me anymore.
