Social Casualties
Alluded into an enlarged adult fantasy
Bound by a hiccup in our society
Choking, gargling, screaming as we are changed by
The chains and will never be the same
Bankrupt in Hope
Belittled by lies
Sinned by sinners
Buried by beginners
Screaming out names in hopes of change
brought by pain that ends
with the same mumbling name
Sanity
They said we wouldn’t cry ourselves to sleep
They said that we wouldn’t have to feel the pain of the air escaping our lungs because it doesn’t feel like we deserve it
They said we wouldn’t understand the pain of being beaten until we bled
They said we don’t understand what it’s like to be an adult
They said to just bite the bullet and do as we’re told
They said… We said STOP!
Fear is real
Real enough to bury us by too many beats of the bitten bullet
Real enough to rattle our bones
Real enough to create monsters and I’m not talking
about the ones that fill body bags
I’m talking about the ones that leave you speechless and leave you with the realization that you are straddling on the cliff to
Your own death
And screaming isn’t an option
Why?
We are bankrupt in Hope
Belittled by lies
Sinned by sinners
Buried by beginners
You’ve taken our innocence, taken our chance to live as a child with your twisted romance
Forced to put up a mask
Never talking about what happened in the past
Forced to stay quiet
And keep in the pain but deep down inside
Going insane
Wishing, praying for it all to go away
And everything go back to being the same
In between the lines
She said, bankrupt in hope
I’m breaking
Because I’m changed by the chains and will never be the same