Untitled I.
Why didn't you tell me
I was raping you?
Why did you patronize me so?
Now look whats happened
We are now both full of guilt
I hate myself for what I did to you
The hugs, the kisses, the flowers, the attention
Were all empty and were worthless
Why did you endure them so
When you hated them and me
You should have said something
But now we're both dead
Took too many pills