The vase grows bigger

I twist a shade to my right
Shoes in my room thrown in disgust

For I am nothing but my sin
To my eyes, these eyes that snigger
Of course you say you don't understand
I look away to distant rains, to water falls
And despise the wall grows taller up to doom

For here I live on patiently

While young girls fangs and crystal wrists
Until I learn to caste them in
And go on loving all I see
But clearly now I tell you man
For I am nothing but my sin
Wait patiently for me to twist
That all I say is all I can
And spit at beelzebub on sight
Your words, your fiction
Gaze whistly at my slender thighs
Clearly now I tell you man
Your crooked hands
That all I say is all I can
Descending bleak and put upon
I chew my cheeks to wake up from
Until I learn to caste them in
All the walls, all the walls that bound me
A howling wind changed my course
And honey days and boys in black and blue rinse eyes
At how I fall to my worst
It blew me out of bounds so sore