My Creator

Needles and string piece together our skins

A stitch over here and a stitch over there

Wrapped up our rotten flesh

Then I felt the breeze brushing behind my neck

I felt the weather

And I felt on my shoulder, the tiny drops of rain

By the time I reached for your hand, you were already gone

I let out a strange sound...

When it dawned on me

That I'll never be unalone again

Looking for meaning in this series of fruitless events

So why am I here?

Oh, why am I here?

Hey, why am I here?

Just silence

I wish you were here, I wish you were here

You would have been so proud of my achievements

Letters and words

Paragraphs of inner worlds

A line over here and a line over there

Crossed out the past

Memories in black

Then I felt your shame cutting into my chest

I felt your perversity, felt your barbarity

Felt the same demons in me

Time and time again I thought

If you never commented on how my body was so wrong

I would have loved it all along

My monstrosities are part of your natural science

If there's no meaning in these extraordinary events

Then why am I here?

Oh, why am I here?

Hey, why am I here?

I'm content

So thank you for all the heartaches I experienced

I'm here to accept, I'm here to accept

I'm here to accept our judgments

Our human faults, our human thoughts

Our human flaws

'Cause you were never my god