expecting me to
survive alone but
under supervision
the idiots blind
themselves of my
ways
which ultimately
sets them up
for the disappointing
emptiness
that will soon
replace me
and I will
never have sympathy
for those
who twist the
blade
in the wounds they've
inflicted
and I can no longer
accept the holes
that they've
cut into my soul
because all that remains
is my heart
and my mind
And I'll be damned
if I let them
destroy what
I have left