‘YOU DO MEAN HARM’

Don’t you think,

What you do to me ?

Of cource you don’t!

If you had a choice, You’ld trade my soul with your satisfaction.

You try to break my bones with your scream.

You push me into the water,

Whenever you see me breathe.

Tell me…

How am I suppose to believe that you meant no harm,

When all you ever do is,

Crushing my soul and letting it burn.

No! I can’t believe you meant no harm, And I can’t sugarcoate the pain you cost.

Because all you ever did

Was try to mould my spine into a stick

To break all your-self made bricks.