Do I look bad to you?
Can you tell what I've been through?
Can you tell that I am so unbearably close to snapping?
Like a twig in the dryest of deserts that nightmares walk on with flat feet?
Am I evil for hating what this world has become?

If the blood that I watch spill from the only body I'll ever have and force my taunters to drink makes me bad
then I guess I am bad to you.

Am I bad if I'm just lustful for revenge?
I'd I use the burning rage they lit in my soul to burn down the...