I followed him desperately

Did anyone see?

Craving him, half-heartedly

thinking till someone catches us. We

who look like thieves, however

nothing to take but my lustful purity.

This whole lie I followed, followed

Followed, thinking I was right

Thinking skin was a sin, thinking

thinking, all I've committed to, thinking.

But butterflies are naive, but hearts

are nothing but all

And he who spread his wings, he who loved

I fed him his nectar, this sinful sweetness

But everyone saw, knew, whispered, and quiet

Thinking I lied to them, insults

poured all over, be careful, the sidewalk is

wet.