I would go to sleep in my bed,
then wake up sitting at my desk,
with my journal in my hands.
But if they saw they wouldn’t understand,
Evil triumphs when good men do nothing I hope I am a good man. Somtimes you have to hurt people to heal people and sometimes the person is yourself.
Now I understand.
The chosen one
born to set them free
there was no monster
it was always me.
Do not lie to me do not lie to yourself
We’ve worn our mask long enough man but the truth we have to keep it to ourselves.
Do not be fooled
They speak with my tongue but know not my words
although I ignore I am filled with disgust
He was abandoned left for dead
Begged for approval was beaten instead
Where is your empathy?
All they want is a chance.






© AJ_Martinez



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