live away, slowly sever my perfection.
deny me my deformed faultlessness,
and abort my misshapen self.

keep me only as a metaphor,
a figure of speech to dissemble your sorrows.
never mention that missing moment;
once did i dance inside you.

once did i consume your thoughts,
yet your choices consumed me.
lest my existence you own true and have created so,
beyond doubt, my voice should remain to no avail.
keep me only as a story,
as an insignificant tale of conception.
you conceived me in your sleep,
when found to be real, deprived of emotions,
yet must my holy see be plagued by your decision?

undulating sentiments, rising and falling in haste;
why my existence you cannot accept now,
when one time it was truly, deeply craved?
fear of duty, fear of task
'tis actually nothing but such fear i lacked.
i came, i enveloped, and i breathed.
through your air, through you.

yet hide away, cast my fortitudes away.
liberate my will by discharging my destiny;
pull me away, and sever my subtle responsibility,
of giving my life to you.