Broken and mashed, my profile lays stashed
with inhuman comments and words.
Rotten pictures and bland insults.
Whoever said the internet would turn out to be a source of hatred?
Or maybe it is just a road the villians take.
Affairs have entangled, racked my bean
of how to undo this pointless p...
Come face to face with fear
And let it know nothing scary is near
Like the dew on the petal
Nothing is a permanent kettle
Just as the sky casts grey gazes
Life has dull parts in its scary mazes
Sorrow is sometimes about acceptance
While sometimes you are left hanging in disturbance
Every bir...