"Your destruction is the basis of my architecture
if fuels me
your demise make me want to succeed
just in the hope that you suffer"
my skin isn't mine
my thoughts aren't mine
this body is not my own
i just want to claw my eyes out whenever i see the scarred skin
but even they aren't mine
i yearn to feel
something real
something of my own
maybe one day
it could be happiness
tear my heart out
it will kill what you see
but i will be in there
locked behind a key
like a fetus in the womb
all safe and sound
unaware of the true disparity of this world