Stigma

I remember back in the day

i remember it well

when everything made so much fucking sense

now only time will tell

i can feel this building up inside me

the strain must be unleashed

upon the ones who made me

a slave to myself

to myself

I will not break your crown of thorns upon me.

I won't be your scapegoat.

I'll find my own divinity

I live for myself and no one else

if you don't like it, then fuck it

I'll find someone else to be my friend

I know it's hard to see the truth sometimes

but goddammit i know what's in my heart is true

I won't be a victim of consequence.

I can't be forsaken.

Now it makes so much sense

so much sense

A new breed of love

a new breed of hate

a new kind of blood

a new kind of rage

a new type of passion

a new type of pain

i will not bow down

i will not change

for you.

for anyone

no

fuck you