Your innermost fears, your darkest desires
You should not feel the way you do.
You should not do the things you want to.
Hide them deep down.
Take out a shovel in the dead of night and dig.
Dig. Dig. Dig,
Until you’ve made a hole deep enough for every single
Thought you weren’t supposed to have.
Don’t let your neighbours see as you
Then you can be normal.
Then society will accept you.
A society full of houses with mounds in their back gardens.
Where every single person has been out in the dead of night,
Dark sides of ourselves we try to kill.
But that makes them stronger:
The allure of the taboo.
The need for what is not allowed us.
Desire takes over, and stumbles upon our secret places.
We let them into the places no one else sees.
We know it is pointless to
We indulge ourselves in harrowing
Feelings of guilt for all these things
Normal people don’t feel.
Face the truth, kid:
Society will never accept you.
Society doesn’t accept itself.
Society doesn’t want you to be human.