"Take my eyes, take them aside.."

You hated your eyes. You wanted them gone. Both of them.

"Take my face, and desecrate.."

Ugh, this stupid ass face. You looked horrible with it on.

"Take my brain, or what remains and throw it all away.."

You couldn't think of anything but him. It was terrible. You were trapped in this loop of thoughts.

"I've grown tired of this body.. a cumbersome and heavy body..."

You hated everything. You were a terrifying person. And you hated it. You hated you, you, you. And Kurt didn't know. You stood in your mirror crying again while he was at work.