There it is, there he is, now I have to goTurn around disappear really have to goMake a line to the door tapping on my armTurn around blank facedEverything is wrongMaybe if I’d asked, I would blame myselfBut I didn’t ask, go bother someone elseGive you an inch, you take all nightNight ruiner, parasiteVenus fly traps they catch prey the same as youThey show more compassion than you ever doHolding on tight squeezing tight never loosen gripJaws that close jaws that work with or without lipsI spend too much time trying to pretendBest to not engage, your wrath it knows no endScarier that STDs and easier to catchWrong place wrong timeAll you need to contract trappedEye contact leaves you terrifiedLiving in terrorTerrified