Gestures of Division

Crumbling on a portion to be served is what I wish when I'm feeling utmost

This is a provisionless trade that I represent myself as cutlery in it

Is this a self-demolition when logics speak on my highest peaks and lowest dots

Substrated bourn I cherish when the only matter is getting sick

I wonder if this is another exception or the same wringer I put myself through

When it's stirred up more it leaves me with no clue

One sound from per head, I am ditching their sonority

This is the deception that goes through the hard ways, enriching me with intrigue

Can I taste your groom-suit's tie

May I have saliva on my oral cavity

Do you want to see me decorated

Could you cure my severed utensils still

Even if it means splitting yours too

I'm a hard one to deal with

Everyone so far had dedicated their limbs for me

This is how relations sound like when we're the ones that have taken place in mouths

But it's not like that in reality

I'm the one that's giving and they're taking

According to them I'm aiming just to raid, making them regret dealing with my thoughts

I'm bored of being called a parasitic worm

Five fingers for per hand, pointing me

This is discipline that gives rights of maiming me by the false accusation to them

Can I copy-paste your dyes

May I shave your layers as a duty

Don't you wanna see me aggravated

Would you take care of me if I had no difficulties

Even if you think yourself as a tyrant truth

I can deal with you

Cause I'm so strong

I can make you immobilized with my softness in seconds

Don't even dare to seduce me too

Cause I'm so thorned

I won't be conceited

I'm just telling my truths

I'm not interested in your fruits

No matter what you are

I won't be saved by someone else