A handful of strawberry jam

Unseen crimson eyes

Trying on different laughs

To find the perfect one

Even if it isn't real

If I never get to use it

This makes up me

A runaway, a hider

A fighter

A mind that competes

With the best and

The best runner up

Who is a quitter

This is my history

This makes up me

A bitten thumbnail

Messed up hair

Looking like I just woke up

Dark circles caused from eyeliner

To make it appear

I have never slept

This makes up me

A mind to match the best

A desire to be the best

Percentages… statics

Which determines what I do

Knowing your name

And when you die

But not your limits

This makes up me

Wide eyes that creep

Upon facts within milliseconds

A back hunched over

A craving

A desire to meet the best

To conquer over the best

This makes up me

Sleeping above a restaurant

Staring at myself in my mirror

Wishing to know when I die

A messy mat to sleep on

Eyeliner to put on

This makes up me

An enjoyment of killing

Knowing that they will die anyway

A strange way to investigate

Already knowing the clues

The nails need to be kept a secret

Mutilation of a body

Mutilation of my body

In the end

This makes up me

Knowing how far I would go

To be the best

My feet upon my chair

My brain runs for a few more hours

The gasoline waits

I love the smell

The smell of victory

This makes up me

Wiping down the surface

Everything

There will be no traces

Not from the best

The sprinklers turned off

So the smoke won't alert them

The last doll

Placed perfectly

Beyond Birthday

Me

The last victim in place

This makes up me

Excellence

Not a hair out of place

The match waits for me

The gasoline at my disposal

Naomi Misora

Will find out

But it will be too late

My best to beat the best

Needing to beat him

This makes up me

The gasoline trickling down my spine

That I caused to curve

The match held in my hands

My smooth skin is lit

Trying not to cry out

Breathing in the smoke

My skin turning black

Peeling

My flesh is leaving

Something cool hits me

The best doesn't fail

This is what I want to make up me

But I have failed

I am not the best

My mind collapses

After all this time

I still lose

This makes up me