my way of protecting you from me

he hates me
and he doesn't trust me
but can you blame them?
all of them?

my hands,mouth,my whole body has sinned more then anyone could see on the surface my somewhat innocent facade this beautifully worn mask hides the monster I can really be my intentions will never be revenge or to out-right hurt anyone my actions only hurt those I am trying to save from ME you will never understand my ways but they are MY WAYS for a reason

he may still hate me
and they may never trust me
but can you blame them?
every single one of them?

my mind has hidden its darkest thoughts in songs and handwritten poems vocalized in the night you all once believed my voice held a kind of fairy-tale magic,HOPE, until I changed those words into a sharpened knife ready to slit my wrists and end my life or make it YOURS, ending YOURS, slitting YOUR throat but i'm only protecting you from me even if my words sting

he will forget he hates me
because he doesn't care about me anymore
they will not care enough to want to learn to trust me
none of them
but can you blame them?