Living Dead Girl

Wet Cement

Feeling low

Buried beneath cement

Still breathing       yet

I\'m so far above you

Rip out a heart

and mock the pain it induces

Violate a soul

then kick me as I lie

Dying

On cold ground

My life

is defined by more

than your Judgments

Ridicules

Mockeries

Fists

I gotta be more

than what you turn me to be

She

The Real She

Suffering in purgatory

Self Hatred

Self Denial

Burying her

down beneath cement 

How long shall I

hold you at a level so far above

the ground in which you 

bury me

alive

The POWER and the CONTROL

that you value more than your own

Soul

is your greatest weapon

your finest reward

For I know

what makes this clock tick

Self Hatred

Self Denial

My armor against your weapons

Weak Wild Wasted

Helpless Hopeless Hostile 

No Love 

For me

No kindness 

NO PROTECTION

NO POWER

NO SAFETY

no way to trust

no way to feel

Alive

Just stupid

Used

Violated 

Abused 

then mocked blamed and ridiculed 

How low you must see me

there underneath your shoe 

Buried alive

Wet Cement

As I just let you

Time after Time

Again and again

Self Hatred

Self Denial

Wins

Knowing you\'d rather kill me than face any of my

Truths

Easy to dismiss

Crazy

Bitch

Anger

Never hearing

Not once caring

only mocking

because then it\'s so easy

and I\'m still here

So high above you

though I\'m feeling low

Buried 

deep cement 

Down under your mighty shoes