Still waters conceal Slanders, accusations, the Bodies of the dead
Endless sympathies To those who abused me With good intentions
You could say at least I survived, but not all Of me lived through it
I pretended for Awhile that I had friends and Wasn’t what I am
Once, long ago, you Must remember happiness. Somewhere, some place, once.
Ignore what I say, Smear my face off your page, like I was never born.