Eyes crystal blue,
matching the ice you hold in your chest.
Take from me?
You've already taken all that I've got.
You were a boy
torn apart by the menacing voices of society.
Who are you now?
A beaten down, bruised and abused
child of the system.
Repeating the cycle.
Put down your fists
and wipe the blood off of your knuckles.
Take a step back.
The damage is done.
Are you happy now?