• Whimsical being
    show me your face
    ever deceiving
    you inhabit no place

    always walking
    never sleeping
    never talking
    always creeping

    haunting my dreams
    draining my life
    you've created a world
    so filled with strife

    as I sit here today
    empty and inert
    you're compelled to go about
    causing much hurt

    I was but the first
    of many to come
    I hope to stop the worst
    though I'm slowly becoming numb

    I've lost my will
    you've taken my mind
    I hope you're very happy
    and quite satisfied