More Structure, Bald Nature.
Intelligences without a Heart of Conscience.
Lost in the battle of Negligence.

Scarcity of phrase,

Once regarded in adoration,

Takes another phase,

Undergoing a transformation.

And hence,

Negligence.

Why am I too innocent?
My responsibilities I neglect
Why am I not responsible
Unlike the rest

I'm younger than most of them
But I can keep up
But I get used...
Abused by those who dislike me

People you least expect
Take advantage
And abused my innocence
They left no mercy for me

Until when
Will I have to keep swimming out
The neck deep ****
Being dumped on me

When will I grow up?
When will it all stop
When...

When I gave you my heart in Pandora's box,*
locked and sealed, and safe from me,
You did not taint nor break my heart,
You simply lost the key--

*It is there where all my hatred starts...