Victim within
People’s mental destruction
Society’s heart and soul’s corruption
What is the name of this devastation?
Alleviation from self-victimization
When was it ok to cry in the rain, letting our confidence flow down the drain?
In the face of life, laying down our weapons, giving up on the strife?
From foul words, our emotions allowed to react like startled birds?
What about the exception of failing to meet our personal expectation?
Wallowing in self-pity
Life as if in the slum of a city
So many things in life to see and do, and yet so many fade to a color of blue
If I could change just one thing it would be our idea of living as a human being
Yes life is hard and bad things happen but it’s no reason to disregard and have positives dampen
Things of the past can be horrific we know, but we shouldn’t cease to live and grow
To be a victim is one thing
But to never let go is blinding
So many people today place all the blame, and choose to sit in its flame
Whether to save their skin, or blame themselves with in, no one ever wins
I would change a tendency to look at life so helplessly
Out of misfortune, be empowered not crying like a coward
Ceasing the cycle
Of feeling suicidal and giving up on survival
Society’s revival
People walking out of self-victimized denial
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