I wish there was more violence,
so I could see the damage,
am objectively able to salvage,
knowing how to heal,
my feelings wouldn't be as surreal.
What drives you to this silence,
as you consciously hurt,
making me question and divert,
unable not taking things to heart,
the beginning of the end made it's start.
Time makes me tired of rioting,
why did you start a protest,
please kill me, a stab in the chest,
it would hurt less to know,
why you hate me so.
