The world
Callous and coarse
As I child I was doomed to fall
Peers
No kindness of course
Labeled a freak on sight
Segregate
Youth all alone
Mind flowing full with spite
Nurtured by hate
My fate
The people cultivate
My need for control
But it's out of reach
Know it's wrong
Inner turmoil
The lust grows strong
Kill creatures
For a taste
Back of mind I know my fate
Nurtured by hate
Anoint
I've reached the breaking point