just(us)

In between a gift and a burden you were presented with the present
you only asked for life and yet the world was forced upon your shoulders
before you could even organize your own thoughts
they were thinking for you
your opinion is non existent
you talk to hands that hit not listen
you are not heard
but how could you be
you haven’t yet spoken your first word
affection and abuse divided by a blurred line
the hand of a so-called lover comes darting out of a slurred line
so you replicate this type of affection
because that’s all you know.
that’s all WE know.
us.
the outkasts
Us.
the ones left behind
Us.
going nowhere with no were to go
us
the unwanted children


in between a gift and a burden we were presented with this fucked up present
I don’t know about you
but I don’t remember asking to be born
yet here we are with the world forced upon us
before we could even organize our own thoughts
they were thinking for us
our opinions are non-existent
we talk to hands that hit, not listen
we are never heard
how could we be
we are merely children yet to speak our first words.
they say the present is a gift
I just hope it came with a receipt