And if one could see me
If one could feel me
Inside their mind
Phobias arise in a soul
Recalcitrance done unto thyself?
Possibly futile claims of sanity
And you try to make me
Try to tear down my animosity
Never can you find reverence
Stuck within a passive perseverance
Schizophrenic in my eyes alone
Psychosis so close to my thoughts
Feeble-minded you are as a human
Or something held to that nature
Try the claws, dig the paws
Never knock fur until you taste it
Shine through my senses incarnadine
Tear through my flesh the anguish
Pain envelopes only those who feel it
Learn to welcome and hold onto agony
Awake forever, seeing nothing significant
Of course, that is but a tapestry
Placed upon your human eyes
And a specialized ethos to your species
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