I am Broken
I know this feeling
A feeling I know very well
I tremble in fear
Knowing that I stepped into hell
All I see is wolves
Coming after me
They chase me down
Because to them I am sheep
I look in their eyes
So much hate and so much anger I...
Don't see a soul
Just some rabid dogs who are out of control
They pinned me down and I said "I was nothin"
As I suffered from their bite and their barking
I am broken
Into pieces of meat for them to chew and digest
Why do I deserve this?
I am Broken
Shattered, beaten, abused to release their own stress
Why do I deserve this?
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