Wretched feeling and feeling split
Gone into and around the back
I don't have any feelings,
Only some of servitude cringing, crying, awake
Don't look at me or anything
Volatile, simple minded, only sinking and deprived
You know you're a mistake
All of you feeling nothing but to take breaking fingers,
Needing splints all of you, i don't like you,
I don't need you
Don't touch me, you're sickening
