guilty

I'm guilty, pin me on your wall,
Cut my wings and make me crawl.
I sink deeper with my every breath
So brand me 'guilty' to my death.

My mouth is one you cannot stitch,
So burn me like a medieval witch.
Your anger kindles my spark to a flame,
It's a pyre of glory, no stake of shame.

I'm a poor actor, I can't play dumb,
Too fluid to live under a thumb.
Ironical, cynical and full of mistrust
I'm guilty of love and guilty of lust.