Who found me in a dream,

and insisted he was

my father; when i

was trying to stay away

from an argument

he was having with louis;

by hanging out on

the ceiling—

I may look nothing like him,

but, our personalities are

much the same,

and we're both brats;

he calls me his princess

and sees beauty in me when

i look in the mirror and see,

nothing but the hardened edges

of my depression or chaos—

i never knew a vampire

could pull me into his universe

but i guess he's haunting me

forever,

so it's only fitting if i leave this to

haunt him back