I am the broken,

thrown to the ground by the hands of the Law, in the endless vendetta between dark and light

I am the stolen,

taken away from a simple world to one I will never truly understand

I am the confused,

searching in torture, for what is good, what is right? what is wrong, what is evil?

I am the needy,

depraved of love, encouragement and forced to choke on burnt words and fire

I am the tears,

for a nation thats fights feebly for every breath, not to be lost, not  to be destroyed

I am found wanting,

weighed in the scales,tipping not the balance, i weigh nothing, i dont exist

i am the worthless,

let god prove this wrong, here in t his place, i am nothing, i am rotting