300 Years Pt. 2

And it's EVERYONES fault

dad especially

But he couldn't know how

You'd internalize his words

But that came later

Now

You're pissed

Everyone hates you

You hate them right back

You hate yourself more

Everyone is out to get you

Some of them were

But that came later

Everything feels like a trigger

Hair pin

My nail beds

Caked in blood

permanently

Balled up

Fists

Nails digging into flesh

I fight invisible foes

Every night

The worlds Laziest vigilante

Fighting ghosts

In her best sheets

Convinced the seething anger

The thinly veiled rage

Was not

Eating me alive