Measured every inch of my name and lathered it in derogatory paint,
Entered each pinch of my being and hunted me with scattered predatory hate,
It’s weird how I always knew it,
Your malicious hidden way,
I see all of the secrets on which you sit,
You won’t change, evil you will stay,
That’s why I’m hidden from lovers,
I always suffer, and I hate all I am,
I’m a human built under deadly covers,
I grew tougher, that is who I am,
I can hold hate because it’s all I have recieved,
I love to a capacity but I wish for more than I’ve reached,
I have learnt to wait because of the horrors I’ve achieved,
My bones hold nightmares and it’s my soul they seek,
You were the last push I needed to shut away,
You itch for my attention most of my days,
It pisses me of when I hear of you today,
And hear new lies you choose to say,
I’m nothing because I don’t want to be prey,
I’m the litter of a runt, a sick and ill stray,
Any chance of connection I see, I choose to play,
Because I have dreams of love and hopes to pray,
It’s unlucky but I don’t think I will change from this way,
This must be great for you, you always wanted a poem,
I’m sorry it isn’t so wholesome, I won’t sway,
It’s tough for you but I have nothing left to say.