Villian

I can still write
Destroy this earth, yeah something godlike
And they say I am garbage because they believe that I'm not nice
But how can you be surviving in the world full of cold ice
No one was there for insight when times the sun wont shine
So I learned how to grow a spine
An explosive mind, with a soul active like a land mine
This is not a gift
Every word I lay down is just an explanation of why I am pissed
Giving light of how I could take this earth and burn it
YOU are not my friend your my enemy you earned it
I would never physically hurt you but I promise this
I will build my vocabulary to make words slit wrists
The born child so tangible
Later in my childhood I was killed by a human cannibal
My soul is now gone, slowly turning into an animal
Now when I look in the mirror
I notice how easy it is to forget who I was and my interior
Treated like a first class inferior
I sat alone and painted so many dark thoughts
That would make you feel stuck and caught
And before your head popped your eyes will become bloodshot
Maybe one day I will shatter your emotions by my pain
I don't bitch much but this will be the 2nd year for my non stop migraine