Smiles are worthless when you care not for such trivial things.
I want to get you to harbor some care and concern,
Instead of thinking of me like some piece of trite,
Like some horrible disease set out to destroy your very being.
If I wanted to hurt you I could have done so already.
I am not a harsh person, so I stand by my character when I say
That your smiles mean nothing to me, especially
Since they are always filled with an evil that cannot be wanted.
You yell at me, expect to do wonderful things for you and
Then you tell people that there must be something wrong with me,
Something terrible wrong with me. And so what if there is?
So what if my difference is a problem to you. I care not
For your characteristics and the desire of being who you are
Has ruined more relationships in this family.
I'm not sure what this world means anymore.
I'm not sure what you mean to me anymore, because when I think of you,
All I can see is that evil smile, curling your lips,
Piercing mad eyes ready to make someone hurt with words,
A range of disdain fully able to reach anyone who even stands
An inch closer to you than they should be. You are a demon.
I'm sad to say that you were never anything more than this.