the smell of piss and shame

gives new life to this lifeless place

but there's something about the stench and these walls

my head cocks back and my cells respond

and though recoiled, I may be

this place always relived in memory

could you ever conceive this by looking at me

you stupid bitches couldn't see through these clothes


Think of me...

An Element...

Of design...


but still your tone is sharp

and your words can cut like a knife

so here I am, please cut me down again

I am the one who will get up once more

fortified by what you want from me


tingled deep through finger tips

your touch reminds me of this place

but there's something about your aura and your skin

your head cocks back and your nose turns up at me

and so I try to break away

from this hell that you call life

you could never conceive these things by looking at me

you stupid bitches couldn't see through this skin


I'll change never change my mind

of who I am inside

fall away from

and taste what I am