Do you ever feel a slight twitch? A twitch you wish a witch could turn off like a switch.

I used to be that witches annoying itch, so she broke me up, then she stitched me up like a doll.

Hangs me up, upon a wall, from the neck. No, not any normal noose, barbed wire and it’s not in any possible way loose.

I just wish she could show me some mercy, my body just tires from the bloodbath. But there’s the aftermath, I shouldn’t have crossed her clear path.

I used to sit there and laugh, never thought my love would make me forget where, but I know it’s somewhere.

We used to have a love. Now i’m just a teddy bear.

I swear, i’m ready to stop and tear a sweet tear from my honest spoken eyes.

For my unspoken lies.

I understand why you’ve done this to me, but all my tries just flies past your head.

Can I just lye down with you on our broken bed one last time.

I can even stop with the rhymes, I can stop the poems, I can stop the gory words that I spit out my mouth.

But I wish to keep my quick wit, but if that’s too much to ask i’ll be happy, happy to sit a fit, healthy mind with you.

To show I speak the truth, i’ll cry in the shoes which I walk from.

I would love to come to prom with a angel like you, but would you accept a freak like me?

Can I come to be free? Or do I see with eyes to greedy to be?

A distance to far for a young man to crawl with a fractured spine of a liar.

Mine got spiked by your metal heated from the truths fire.

I liked, I loved your personality, one to forever admire.

I just hope I didn’t shock you like a electric wire.