kenough

How monsters r made

When I was young believe it or not I was a prodigy

I was oblivious thinking I had my whole life ahead of me

But then I grew up and had formed my own ideas and views

They didn\'t like it, nobody likes it when they loose

I went to school seeing that everyone was loved and I wasn\'t 

That\'s when I knew envy ,the greatest sin, knowing damn well I shouldn\'t

I went to school with a bruised face hoping to be saved but instead I got made fun of they said \"I bet u got that cz u misbehaved\"

That\'s when I knew monsters r the cinderellas that remained enslaved 

I had to stand tall and brave 

I had to brace myself knowing damn well I was digging my own grave 

Cz I had to protect whom I held dear to my hear

Even if they failed me from the very start 

I reached out for a hand

when I escaped while I was still able to stand 

They took me back to my living hell

And don\'t tell me they didn\'t know cz they could tell

THEY KNEW .. they knew they just chose to let it slip

Bare feet , teary eyes and a bruised lip 

THEY KNEW THEY JUST CHOSE TO LET IT SLIP

that\'s when I lost all faith in humanity I accepted my reality and it\'s brutality

That\'s why I hurt ppl now 

I hurt ppl so that they experience what I had to feel 

To experience the scars that I now have to mask as they cannot heal

I hurt my self now 

I hurt myself hoping that this temporary pain would distract me from my bleeding scars

I bottle up my feelings and hide them in jars

Monsters r made not born 

U don\'t step on a rose and not expect it to stab u by its thorn.