break

WHAT IS THIS THING YOU HIDE
DEEP INSIDE
LURKING IN THE DARK
RECESSES OF YOUR SOUL
THAT MAKES YOU
WANT TO HURT
TO BEAT ON ME
STAB ME
WITH YOUR INSANITY
TRYING
TO SMASH ME
THINKING
I AM LIKE GLASS
THINKING
I WILL SHATTER
THERE
THAT WAS YOUR MISTAKE
I WILL NOT BREAK (C) MJR 2008