Disclaimer: I own no one that would be slavery. I also do not own the story or take credit to any of its ideas.
You wouldn't believe me
Even if God pled my case
You'll always hate me
I'm a stain on your good name
I'm as expendable as mercy
As easy to blame as bad luck
I'm your ever running joke
The one you never took seriously
Who you could beat
Until I was past the point where I would break
Now I'm too twisted to see
My own voice is foreign to me
My soul is as innocent as dawn
My heart as pure as blood
But no one will even look at me
Or grant me refuge from this hell
Your belittlement pulled from them disgust
You beat all humanity out of my reputation
And robbed me of my pride
Now my only choice is to be the person you made me
Duty outranks dignity
And I am more content to see my enemies bleed
And still you mock me
Why can't I make you happy?
You hate me, break me, build me, then hate me all over again
No matter how hard I try; with you there is no way to win
Everything I do is wrong; every breath I take offensive
And the battle only rages harder within
I fumble blindly in my emotions
I'm afraid to feel
To feel pain at all
To wake up and feel the fear in others' eyes
I don't want to fear death, the slap of a bullet
I just want to live through it all and wake up away
From everything I knew before
And forgetting everything I see now
But something wouldn't let me go
It wanted me gone, erased
I just wanted to escape, Lord
Now I'm bowed on my knees
I've been thrown in front of my enemies
Judged and deemed worthy to bleed
And I want to let you know
That even if I die silently
Just simply slip away
The angels themselves will scream
And all you cherish will know it and feel what I ran from so long
A fear to wake up one morning and fear; a fear to die