Humanity/Drought.

I'm so raw to the touch.
I'm inside out.
I flinch and hurt too much
I don't trust. I doubt!

The wound won't heal over
the plaster pulls away the scab.
Everything they have to say
hits me like a sidewards jab!

My arms and hands
they are severly burnt
Love is fires flame
A lesson learnt!

I'm behind the bandages
that cover me up.
People keep sliping poison
into my cup.

My trust shattered into
too many pieces to mend
I'm sickened not flattered
and can no longer pretend.

They shut me out
where I lock myself in.
Where there is a drought
there was existence of sin.

The faces they wear
they're made of masks
invisible cloaks
insidious tasks.

They ask how you are
but don't hear the reply
unless they have an agenda
to bleed you dry!

My heart's a wall
I'm bricking it up
this is my poison
sup, sup and sup.

They wanna fuck, fight
kill and control.
phony words are
'friendship' 'heart' & 'soul'.

Don't want their judgement!
Don't give me tripe advice!
They speak sugar coated
lies and call it being nice.