touch me again or say another wordi dare youbecause the moment i feelthreatenedi will rip your throat out with my teetheven if there was no threat at all
their eyes dimmedand one cried while the other huffed and another just kept staringlike waiting for my Sooby-Doo mask to come offmaybe two or three more timesbefore i'm back to being mebutwhen will people finally understandpromises are just empty wordsand all of them were justtemporary fill-ins