Driven down into the dirt
Kicked stomped spit on
Mocked and mistreated
I am defeated by my own needs,
It is not greed, to feed
When the earth is spinning
The skeletal faces grinning
I concede defeat
I surrender to the victor
Because the rhetoric is senseless
And you don't understand a **** thing
About my intentions
I can't be read
Even if you can record all my actions
Read these words before I type them
If you really dug down deep inside
You would be appalled
At the atrocities I keep penned
Down in my depths.