You tell us we aren't wanted
We already know
You tell us to cut deeper
And increase the blood flow
Drink some bleach and cyanide
Total suicide
You wanna know how it feels?
Go take a look for yourself
Try to go through all this shit
And be left with nobody else
You think we want nothing but attention
But we are the souls of the damned
You hate us
We do too
How do you think this is just?
"Just go on and shoot!
Pull the trigger, no one will care!"
But my pain I will not share
You wanna know how it feels?
Go take a look for yourself
Try to go through all this shit
And be left with nobody else
You think we want nothing but attention
But we are the souls of the damned
How do you do this everyday?
Walking around, acting like this
I'll say, I'd be ashamed
But what do you care?
You just wanna piss on everyone's parade
Look at all of us
We've moved on from you
You try to get to us, but that door's been slammed
But still
We are the souls of the damned
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This is intended to be a song, so it's hard for me to read it without singing it
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Where Are You Now? (Assorted Poems)
Poesia"What's the definition of poetry?" "Anything that's not prose!" "What's the definition of prose?" "Anything that's not poetry!" This is simply a collection of poems by yours truly