See-Through

Look at you,
The pain you've been through.
You’re only putting it on yourself,
Collecting dust like your Bible on the shelf.
You say you’re sick of the world & what it can tell.
What do the angels do in heaven when fun runs out; drop straight down to hell?
You’re tired of being unloved here,
But the only thing unloved is your mirror!
Why can’t you see your beauty and strength?
The measure of my love for you has no length.
Bastards, the ones that tell you you’re ugly.
I wish to castrate them all, awfully.
You’re not like the other people who ask for pity.
The ones that feel that if they change they’ll be pretty.
Not you! You believe that there’s no remedy!
Such a deep, deep tragedy.
I’ve always loved you,
I just wish my love was see-through.
Because you’ll never hear this,
To you, I do not even exist.