My Creator

Romaji

Needles and string
Piece together our skins
A stitch over here and a stitch over there
Wrapped up our rotten flesh
Then I felt the breeze brushing behind my neck
I felt the weather
And I felt on my shoulder
The tiny drops of rain
By the time I reached for your hand, you were already gone
I let out a strange sound
Weay waaouh ah waaouh
When it dawned on me that I’ll never be unalone again
Looking for meaning in this series of fruitless events
So why am I here?
Oh why am I here?
Hey why am I here?
Just silence
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
You would have been so proud of my achievements
Letters and words
Paragraphs of inner worlds
A line over here and a line over there
Crossed out the past, memories in black
Then I felt your shame cutting into my chest
I felt your perversity, felt your barbarity
Felt the same demons in me
Time and time again I thought
If you never commented on how my body was so wrong
I would have loved it all along
My monstrosities are part of your natural science
If there’s no meaning in these extraordinary events
Then why am I here?
Oh why am I here?
Hey why am I here?
I’m content
So thank you for all the heartaches I experienced
I’m here to accept, I’m here to accept
I’m here to accept our judgements
Our human faults, our human thoughts
Our human flaws
Because you were never my god