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Im alex I am my own celebrity. I dance corners while you lay in your own existance. Talk shit go ahead you're just making me famous bitch. Im nice to your face but little do you know I hate you to your burning core. I am what you want to be. You hate me because you want to be me. Im everything, you're nothing. I am the voice you hear in the back of your mind telling you that you will never be skinny enough you eat because you want to make me quiet. I am the definition of silent broken perfection. I hear voices, I hear thoughts, thoughts of determination. I am not afraid to die. Unlike you cunts who cut for attention my skin is an abhorration of ribbon. I detest red on white but for now it is my symbol that im still here that I still feel amongst you rejects. I live numb because your society, has plagued me. Your god is nothing He is invisible. I help myself. I dont pray for guidance. My guidance is a head of lettuce. I live by commandments that will never tell me im good enough. Im spiteful, manipulative, alone and broken, yet you keep coming back. You dont see me, You dont see my eyes when they glow with hate and fear, fear that i will say something you think i wont mean. I wont apologize unlike you mother fucker Im not scared to say no to your face. Your habits, Your complaints, Your dramatization strip that away and what do you have a scared little boy. Im not your concubine dont use me for your words and rip into me with your claws and then come reeling back when you need me because for once i dont need you. I have said this before mark my words when I am swinging from a noose creaking in the morning sunlight, dew nestling on my feet, my face will be content. I will be at peace You will regret every single thing you ever said when you thought I cared about you. You will regret ever loving me, because thats when It all comes to light that this, this is the end.