The gossips, they never end.
A never ending stream of rumors and accusations.
None of it has any proof nor evidence to it.
For my supporters, they are deemed worldly and unholy.
Churches split in half because of debate over me.
Touching me, you need to sanitise yourself afterwards.
My name is as spooky as nightfall.
My ex-lovers are seen as villians and evils.
My persecutors are deemed holy and pure.
U tell me about all the drama and abuse.
The "Celia the psychopath" demonic chant since 1800s. I'm cursed and this bad energy will never depart me. How can one be evil before they've ever done anything evil?!! It must be the "bad seed" so the voices tell me in my head. A never ending stream of obsessions and hatred. Blessed are them who once upon a time loved me romantically. When we were adolescents, virgins, all four of them once loved me.