Melba
You put me through hell
Fire burning my skin
Victims screaming
Attackers laughing
Why would you do this to me?!
Why do you enjoy chaos?!
You broke my love
You broke my tolerance towards you
I know the truth
You supply the guns for this war
Family fighting to the death
For your amusement
You don't care about me
You don't love me
You don't DESERVE to talk about my success
Acting as if you're proud
That's what you are, an act
You took your job of psychology
You abused it
You tore my family apart
This isn't your family
I have to suffer because of you
But I'm proud to say, I'm not you
Never going to be
Because I'll be too busy finding peace
Trying to repair the damage you caused
But I guess we have two grandmas for a reason
So go ahead, Attacker
And laugh now
But one day you'll get yours
And the attacker will become the victim
