little bunny

i'm usually not the one to complain
i know i haven't always been the best myself either
everyone seemed to do things better than i could have ever done
its fine, i suppose

i let them watch, let them see
you stood there infront of me, an expression i cant describe
hatred? yearning? pity?
but dear god, it made me feel sick

don't bother, don't look, don't stare
that's what you told me to do
like a small bunny in a cage, you compared me to one
bunnies are adorable creatures

so when you took the knife
let the blood pour all over me
stood there, watching with your bitter expression
i died thinking i was a monster