Hope you don't mind I used your soap.
I hope you don't mind I slit your dolly's throat.
I hope you don't mind I used your toothbrush and I think I wet the bed.
I put honey in the shampoo.
That's what's wrong with your head.
Hope you don't mind I ripped your 3DG poster-The one that Adam signed.
And that, my friend I know, is where I've crossed the line.
I hope you don't mind I ate your favorite cookies, and smashed the cookie jar too.
Oh yeah, your mom asked what happened, and I blamed it on you.
Hope you don't mind I wore your white dress,
And with this concord grape juice, I made a huge mess.
I'm sorry for all the problems,
Sorry I made you scrape your knee.
If only you would have helped me,
I would have killed you gracefully.
Instead I killed you mentally,
Driving you crazy until finally
I didn't push you because you were close to the edge.
You jumped in fear of me,
And now you're dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem