Do you like your home sweet home?
You’re living in the corner of my eye.
Planting poison and spreading lies.
While one is beautifully moving,
the other painfully shy.
And why, why do I require,
every last drop of your desire?
Every last laugh that you evade?
Made with your innocence,
but astutely displayed.
Oh, I cannot turn away.
For your fingers have got a hold on me.
Wrapped round my neck, remolding me.
Stealing my thoughts and withholding me.
Leaving me here in a desiccated mess.
Lost in these feelings I cannot express,
obsessing and distressing as I try to progress.
I must confess I am nothing less,
than a pile on your floor.
Agonizing for one word more,
one more look, one more door
to follow you through,
and watch you explore.
Experience a whole world,
from the depths of your gaze.
After tonight,
I’ll concede my praise.
I’ll surrender to my evils ways.
End up spending the rest of my days,
trying to make you as jealous as I am today.
Set you ablaze and into a craze,
so you can see just what I’m feeling inside.
You can feel just like these feelings I hide,
and you’ll understand all the ways that I've died,
all the times that I’ve cried,
all the reasons why I’ve lied.
For you'll be set aside and denied,
watching from the outside,
as someone new inhabits my eye.
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