Everyone Is Stupid

I blame myself for
Resisting from the start
What was I resisting?
I was resisting
Resisting making myself public
Have I done anything wrong?
Am I hungry?
The raging fire of desire
How can it be news?
But there are particular more
Laced mailboxes
Impressions go too far
Touch!
Even if I have a naked wound
Let the scorching sun burn me
No matter who hurts me?
Touch!
Use your pair of hands to touch it
Use all your effort to embrace me
And in front of us everyone is stupid

A little less of your prejudice
What do all circles take notice of?
They want to take notice of how I make a mistake
You deliberately tease me but say I stir up trouble
The raging fire of desire
How can it be news?
But there are particular more
Laced mailboxes
Impressions go too far