• You stare at me
    I stare at you
    Knowing this isn't through
    I could tell the world
    Of what you've done
    All your harmful, shameful "fun"
    You stare at me
    I stare at you
    Still debating what to do
    The Perfect Christmas
    Ruined by my endless hate
    The very soul you penetrate
    Strike my forgotten fear
    Cradle me as if I'm dear
    Lie to me even more
    Run through the empty door
    Feeling so miniscule
    It's my life you ridicule
    Taking what I hold so close
    Not letting me appose
    Apologize? It's much too late.
    I still have my crystalized hate.