little boy, allow me to explain myself in whole
give me time to divulge the sins of my mortal soul
it’s not my fault i bowed to no ones inhibitions
and perhaps it’s that fact that kept me from remission
you see, it wasn’t really anybody’s problem
and the idea itself was seductive in the extreme
but perhaps i carried the game too far
forgetting my everything, including your fragile innocence
for a cruel unyielding desinence
however, don’t think that i intended for you to feel pain
indeed the very notion would have driven me to the brink of insanety

you see, it was the unforgettable pleasure
or rather, lack thereof
that drove me to the deeds that have caused you so much hurt
whether i was consious of my flirtations, i know not
though i suppose it wouldn’t matter now, all our planning is to rot
our hearts, my lovers and my own
had choclate rich skills which, after much thought, we intended to hone
but there was still the ghost of the person i was in my head
it screamed and fell before rising, bloodied and beaten by the current
personality
and it said my actions were attacking me
that they would kill me in the end

she (the other me) is why i sit before you so easily now
i cannot pretend at first i didn’t understand why or  how
that i didn’t fear how you would function and react
once i finally dressed in white clouds and gave up the act
handsome boy, forgive me
i love you still, you know
and you still love me
even if it’s a ghost in snail’s shell
you care
and as far as i’m currently concerned, that’s good enough