You left me to die, in my own filth, to rot

you let them take me apart,

all while laughing, you had an excuse


it was not your fault I wanted to lose

all those wounds on my little black heart

I can’t even count them, now my mind I cannot use.


You were careless, out of control,

do you like to see me as a victim, in this role

does it please you to build a system of all the suffering

we are human, why aren’t we worth as living?


You are careless, you don’t own us

no matter how much you think you do

we are not here for your games, to be pawns

that role is all on you


You will still be careless

You don’t know any better

will you stop being careless

if I make myself an example?


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