This Is For Us

This is for us, The Broken.
So badly beaten and bruised
Till we’re barely eating and used.

This is for us, The Scarred Ones
‘Cause they’re all afraid of us
And our ability to cut
and bleed the pain

This for us, Insane
At least thats what we’re called
When we get tired of losing it all

When there’s nothing to do but fall
…Just breathe.
Stick to our own.
The happy go lucky judges don’t need us
’cause they’re never alone

We are ridiculed no more
When our blood hits the floor
At night when those pills get hard to ignore

We make fun of them
for not being realistic
Remind them the reason we’re called sadistic

We’re bullied no more…

And this is for us, The Broken
Or for now, The Outspoken
We show them how cold we are…
Frozen