monster.
Where did you go?
Was I not good enough?
What am I saying, of course I wasn't.
I am coal and you are diamond.

I was never going to be good enough.
This coffin is empty and buried now.
While I suffocate and choke inside.
Crawling through wet dirt, I'm free.

Now everyone sees what I've become.
Muck covered and bleeding.
A perfect rotting corpse.
To the funeral goers wearing white.

This was my fate, like it was written.
It's what I have always been.
Your pretty eyes saw it.
That's why you left so soon.

I see you, your stupid black heart.
Your stupid black smile, your soul too.
"'Ban, 'ban, Caliban has a new master."
And my master is not you.