This was plain experimental. Please comment. --------------------------------------------------------------------- It's not my fault you turned me into you: When you lick your wounds Yes, when you peel the skin from injuries I like the sound you make I guess it's some twisted tendency Aroused... But I keep my hands to myself Yes, I keep them right where you can't see them You're disgusted by my very presence and you know exactly what has just happened If you told me to, I'd drop dead in a heartbeat In a way, I already have, licking the floor before your feet Aroused, I am no more than a toy, you have so many toys. Aroused, I am no longer a boy, yet I wish I could be. I would enjoy life as I did as a boy. Aroused, I am no more
The title worried me this would be a Linkin Park-ish piece, but it was nothing like that . That said, I'm not sure what it *was* like >_>. "When you lick your wounds Yes, when you peel the skin from injuries I like the sound you make I guess it's some twisted tendency Aroused..." I like that because, the way I interpret it, I can really relate. I am often drawn to people who seem vulnerable and want to help them, and I get that idea from that (being aroused by her as she is tearing herself apart). Good experimentation, and good piece overall .
Thank you very much (to all) I read the title a few times thinking the same thing: "I hope this doesn't sound like my earlier pieces" Well, I'm really glad you like it and that you relate to it a bit