I feel abandoned- left to fend for myself on a deserted island
So alone- no one understands me or why I feel what I feel
And I don’t understand them either
It’s me against the wild things right now
I don’t know who’s right; I just know that I’m losing
But I’m not going down without a fight
I try not to let others affect me
But I’m being torn apart from the inside out
As my emotions explode into a bitter depression
The ones that matter most are ripping my heart to pieces
Sorrowful revenging hate replaces the missing pieces of my heart as I try to piece it together
Leaving me a walking disaster, a vengeful monster, an emotional wreck
Daring anyone to cross me so I can hold a grudge against them also
I’m taking names if you want to add to the growing disease flowing through my veins
The more you cross me, the more this monster of rage inside will take me over
So much so, that it might be the death of me
and I will take the grudge you helped me form to the grave
Test me if you don’t believe me
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