Tear me down in And here we go.

  • July 27, 2022, 9:36 p.m.
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come and fill the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all the mercy down, down, down
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me
Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it’s funny?
What the fuck you think it’s doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you’re dying in the front of me

All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming

I don’t even know you, you don’t even know me, but you dared and knocked me down, tore me apart like I was nothing.
Was I that transparent? That open to your barrage of rebuke and disdain? Or are your ideals set so high, and you stand so tall, you just crush me under your heels without even noticing you’re destroying me.
I am trapped in a reverie, and all I want to do is cry when I leave it.
What a miserable decades long sleep of low esteem and zero self-awareness.
Waking up to a world that has long forgotten and abandoned you in your destitute and despair.
Too stupid to ask for help and too much ego to settle?
Or just simply a person with no emotional capacity left and nothing to offer?
What does that make me, ultimately?
Exactly everything I’ve always hated and I have to live it, every day.
Just tear me down, and keep tearing me down to remind me of my worthlessness.
Too late, too old, too distant, too scared too?
Time to become a robot.
Time to mindlessly lose myself into work.
Just tear me down more, a little more so I shatter into a million fucked up pieces.


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