I'm no mercenary

I remember glancing outside the window

I remember singing stupidly and free as a fucking child. The one i am. A boy, too

Both times i turned around and found what i've denied to myself many many times

I had only me to discuss it so.. i could not conclude anything

I was glancing outside, i was happy you know? and then found you looking
with great disgust
at my ridiculously big imperfections
and same with the kid thing

I know I can get ridiculous, u know? i'm not unaware of it. And you should know we all do.
And I am also aware of my ugliness. You know already. And still you judged it.. doesn't that go beyond unmanageable evil?

I am very sad

You should know I've never acted that way

I did not intend to disturb your sight nor peace. I am truly sorry