You

You
You who planted your seed in my festering wounds,
who covered my mouth with the same regret
that exposed you to me, the same regret
that your legions of followers have failed to see
who filled my ears with your rotted opinion
Shanghaied from your boy of the week
You who fucked me
You who fucks me
Porcelain skinned goddess fair
Regurgitating words in my mouth
Foul odored fettered fingers grasping at my heartstrings
You're worthless and I love you
Can you feel it?
This sickens me
Perhaps
perhaps
perhaps I could have been
You made me laugh
but you never could appreciate Woody
How can you say that?
I exposed myself to you stood naked
before a hundred prying eyes deceived
I danced and danced
Were you entertained?
Making voyeuristic love, vicariously
masturbating all your biggest fans
You're nothing more than a false
prophet
fucking your way to stardom
You who planted your seed
deep inside