The Hunger

I want to tell someone
But not someone
Who thinks like you
How can I tell myself
When I don’t know
What I should do

You see there’s something wrong
You know that’s nothing new

Finally I realise
I realise
What I mean to you
Just another parasite
A parasite
That treats you as food

It seems there’s something wrong
We know it’s nothing new
Still we hesitate
Because we can’t see it through

I am something wrong
I am something new
No time to run away
I’m about to feast on you

© 2012, Mosquitobyte