Twisted

You see water,

I see blood.

You see life,

I see death.

You strive to help,

I strive to kill.

You wish to build,

I wish to destroy.

You talk with friends,

I listen to the voices.

You see people,

I see shells.

You believe in God,

I believe in nothing.

You want to live,

I want to die.

Yet you're normal,

And I'm twisted.

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