Monster...how should I feel?
I shouldn't be feeling this,
but it is here anyways.
Monster...how do you feel?
About all these fledging emotions,
all of them under your control.
About me being able to manipulate memories,
memories of people like you.
Monster...do you love me?
Like I love you, please love me.
Stop beating me and hug me some more.
I love it when you hug me, kiss me.
Not when you're a monster.
Monster...how should I feel?
When you keep doing this to me?
Pushing me into chairs, into tables,
into everything that can make me bleed.
Do you even have feeling...
outside of your sadistic pleasure?
I love you, but you're crazy!
We're both the damned, the lonely.
So why are you doing this?
Monster, how do I look?
When there's blood spilling onto my face,
when the only thing in my eyes are tears.
Am I still beautiful, am I still the one that you love?
Monster...I don't know how I should feel.