don't worship me, I'm not what you need

My words are my words, nothing more

I love and hate just like you

I'm beautiful and weak just like you

I worship too

But disciples are such useless vessels

Empty and scarred and ready to receive

I'm here on my soapbox, listen to me

No, I'm here on my tip toes&push me

don't try to fuck me or conquer me

Just see me, I'm beautiful and weak just like you.