Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, obviously.
Loneliness is the poverty of self - May Sarton
Creepy,
That's what he called me.
Creepy,
Like some kind of weird bug.
Creepy,
If anything, he's the Creepy one.
I'm not Creepy...
I'm just different.
He speaks to me at night,
When everyone else is asleep.
Always there's more to do,
Trying to break his curse.
But when we rest together,
I don't feel Creepy anymore.
White is the new black,
Joy is the new rage.
Friends feel closer,
Yet so far away.
They aren't like him,
They can't understand.
So close to success,
Soon I won't be alone.
He says that I'm ready,
That the pain will go.
The best thing that's happened,
In over one thousand years.
But he lied to me,
He lied, and I-
I gave him what he wanted.
Sweet,
That's what he called me.
Sweet,
Like some kind of lovely candy.
Sweet,
He was not Sweet at all.
I'm not Sweet...
But I'm not alone.