I love you, mommy
But promise me you’ll never be happy again
You collapsed this fabricated fantasy
Of my perfect childhood and set it on fire.
I need to see you pretending for daddy
Because when you lie for me, it insulates me
Maybe I’m downright psychotic
But at least I’ll have my perfect childhood back.
So please, just simply destroy yourself for me, okay?
If you ever seem happy for another second
I will cry my little eyes out, again
I will cut out your heart, okay mommy?
Am I still your favorite?
I want to remain a little child forever
Now play house with daddy and play good
And you will die the way I need you to.
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