Petals In The Grass

Sub-Human

Bashed badly
Alone I crawl
Maybe I am sub-human
After all

Being less than mortal
Is what I was taught
Mental confusion
Is what I was brought

Conditioned to feel pain
By the traitors of my youth
Listen to my confession
Hear my truth

Tormented by their violence
And the words they once spoke
Treated like an animal
By ones I called my folk

A disfigured self-esteem
That they did maul
Maybe I am sub-human
After all