Gods of the New

We like to say we are dark
and mean, and hide in shadows
we are peculiar beasts
praying for respect

We want to inspire fear and terror
to make ourselves the best
everything else to digest
Idiots. We do that to feel safe

Because we are afraid to help ourselves
We like having others chasing us
We loath for help because
we are afraid to face ourselves

Wait outside
and call an ambulance
I'll wait upstairs
When it gets here
call me
and I'll drop by...