everyone just passes by
a lost, trembling boy in the crowd
this is the very world you created
are you —so called— heroes proud?
pretending not to realize avoiding glances, obscured the defiled
keep walking. programmed and synchronized
don’t act. ‘this abomination of a child
is going to get help from whoever is in charge’
but — who is?
“some hero will save the day”
no one was offering a helping hand
who decided to make the world this way?
where does the hypocrisy end?
if only one person…
….just one.
but none
held out their hand.
where was the symbol of peace that day?
smiling wide as if to say
there is no one he can’t save
but look at me
picked up
“saved” by an abuser
but not master but
this society fostered a monster
i’ll never feel good again twenty years and counting
there’s a lump in my heart deep down
providing an endless source of rage just ready to pour out
but that melding of hatred and delight is freedom and i found it
i’m free
so i’m free to do everything.
heroes and villains both thrive off violence
but voices alluding to will be silenced
objectively it’s all the same
but — beware bias — everyone shifts the blame
to the broken who did not bend to your rules
unwilling to become the system’s tools
the league, societies “astray”
they should have everything
everything
this world took away
i will give it all back.
those with nothing to lose
are the ones to fear most
watch out
as one, we reinstall true propriety
we will put cracks into this super powered society
and when i feel like it
i’ll decay it in the palm of my hand
five fingers, and just like that
the whole world, it’s going to end
fuck heroes
fuck justice
fuck a goal
i just want to destroy it all
-Lily of the valley
