Unwillingness to love, so willing to kill

I want to be your muse
I want to live in constant question
Don't teach me a lesson
Forget those social cues
I feed off that tension
Fuck you for the attention
But fuck you for the lack there of
Why would I need you to alter my identity
How selfish, to change my point of view
If I'm to be your muse
Im already on that pedistil
I don't have to give fucking anything
But a 50 cent promise
I want you to be the parasite
Feed off me
I won't put up a fight
Because I know my head
There is a place in me you could never reach
I'll give
To your limited capacity
Never knowing the infestation
Percolating inside of me