I am a cruel story written in black pen.
Etched on your life's paper,
my venomous desire.

I am but a hawk;
I see you love and live in flock.
It makes me jealous.

I jump in, crash in, ruin all of it.
Absurd jokes, strange humor, weird personality.

You thought I was beautiful.
An anomaly out of the thousands.
But all I did was smudge your paper like
I smudged your makeup.

Would it hurt you to...