Elucidating Questions

There’s another me

And that’s me

And I’ll fuck with you if you fucked with me

Only minor havoc

Otherwise they’ll regret it

Why do people fuck with them?

Us?

It’s like they can smell softness

Want to stamp it out

This creature who believes they are the worst person on the planet while people like Drumph and poo tin are running around

I don’t think anyone will be able to explain that they’re not

People have, though not many, said we’re a decent sort

Decent’s not good enough

If we’re not a saint

If we’re not a fucking messiah

I want to break every person that has forced awful feelings on this body

They say they can’t make us feel a way

It’s like they can all decide what emotions they feel

Which would make them sociopaths

I just want to lock them in a tiny room with no windows and ask them why they suck

Repeatedly

Until they feel like we did

Evil lives with me

I am

I have to be

Survival requires evil

Anyone who says otherwise has selective memory

Or, more likely, evil is so routine they don’t even notice when they do it

The other

Is there a place where I can hide them away?

Just as soft

Just with claws

Bunnies can kick box but they’re terrified of everything so it rarely happens until it’s too late

Not really a defence mechanism

I want to cause havoc for anyone who made them feel like my evil is within them

Instead of being poisoned by the evil of other people

This life like a cave

Evil pouring down

Who has the bowl?

It changes us

I always wanted vengeance

They just wanted peace