Who are you?

No, even better yet

What are you?

You must be

Some kind of


Because you seem to

Enjoy seeing me


Especially when you're

The one to

Cause it all

And never once

Have I seen you

Look at me

Without scrutinizing me

As if trying to find

Another reason to

Hurt me

Nor have I ever once

Seen you look at me

And feel bad about

All the pain you've caused