They fuck with me  It's sadistic and ugly  I am no doll don't play with me  Running no longer, instead facing  Stalker, crazy, demonic entity maybe  Scar your name upon my skin  Tear apart my tissues to cry into   The twisted figure figures not  Too busy forcing self into thought   Beg not, nor plea for freedom  Accepting now that these are my demons  No longer care carelessly, rather seldom  Surf the streams to search and find  Can't be freed my mind confines two  Trapped in this cage with you  Sulking, angered, cursing my name  A beacon for pity  I'm done with this game