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Me against the World

I need to check my pulse each day

to make sure I'm alive and well

because I can not tell the difference

between this place and hell

Burned

Tortured

by others

who kill me

slowly, at first

but they gain strength

from my pain

A pain that's so bright

it has taken my life

I try to seem alive

but inside

I'm in a zone

All of my is dead,

save the parts you can see

but you don't see much

you don't even notice me

or my pain

it's hard not to see it

A blood-red scar

on the pale moon

You're all blind

and none of you care

what happens to me

You've all seen me bleeding

the red tears

that stream down my face

all too often

but no one comes

to wipe them away

You're all so blind

your eyes are so empty

but at least you're together

I am alone