You place me in a situation, surrounded by all of those who are glad.
You know just how much this is going to make me sad.
You exploit my weaknesses and all of my flaws.
As you dig deeper into my existence, with your long, sharp claws.
You tear and rip me to pieces. All to bring me down.
Just so you can get a nice, little chuckle out of seeing me frown.
You tease and torment me. Refusing to seal my fate.
You just watch as I question and wonder about my expiration date.
You constantly drive me insane. With your heinous little game.
Feeding and growing more powerful, off of my shame.
You send in your troops. To compare me to the strong.
You're quite aware that I'm a failure. I will always say "they're wrong".
You tell me them argue that they're the ones who are right.
As if they're blind and can't see that I lack the might.
You keep striking me with such brutal force.
It's quite obvious that you lack remorse.
You grin and you smile. As you continue to be rough.
I can't handle it anymore. I've had enough.
When will it be over? I see no end.
I don't have to energy to even defend.
My spirit is still strong. It can make a few more stands.
But it's only a matter of time. Before it falls victim to Destiny's cruel hands.
Tashimaru Lonewolf Community Member 
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