Don't Touch Me

Wretched feeling and feeling split

Gone into and around the back

I don't have any feelings,

Only some of servitude cringing, crying, awake

Don't look at me or anything

Volatile, simple minded, only sinking and deprived

You know you're a mistake

All of you feeling nothing but to take breaking fingers,

Needing splints all of you, i don't like you,

I don't need you

Don't touch me, you're sickening