
You wonder
Why I am this way
The intensity in my gaze
The burden of pain,
The deceit unfazed.
Looming exhaustion from the nights unslept,
Dragging beneath the burdens bore too long.
I let you believe I was soft
Like my knife hadn’t been sharpened on the edge,
You never thought I would pull back,
Cold in the night
Without a second thought.
The thing is,
I wasn’t born this way,
I was made this way.
So if you want a reason why,
When you see the darkness in my eyes,
The child tortured and left behind –
Remember,
That I’m nothing,
If not a product of my environment.
I recognize your darkness,
I’ve seen it all before.
I’ve known worse than you,
I know you’ll hurt me too.
Your disappointment will come as no surprise –
I’ve been to hell many times.
If you want the answer why,
Look around
And you will see
I was created by all of you –
Your hate carved me
Into the person
I came to be.
So if you want a reason why,
When you see the darkness in my eyes,
The child tortured and left behind,
Remember,
That I’m nothing
If not a product of my environment.