Unforgiving
We are born into a cruel world
We call Earth.
I am born into a world of hatrid
But, does he care?
No.
I am beaten down every passing day
But, does he care?
No.
My voice does not have the right
To voice it's opinion
But, does he care?
No.
Before I slip away from the maddness
He reels me back in.
Does he care to see me slip through his grasp?
Yes.
He is the nature of true abominations.
