(This is kind of a song but it could still be a poem... repetitive)

I'm labeled every fucking day
My eyes just look the other way
The names aren't a surprise
But when will they realize
I don't even give a shit
Everyone makes me sick
I see you all everyday
Soon I'll turn to you and you and say

You won't ever bring me down
So don't even look my way
Can you feel the hate you made?

Here let me help you
First I'll strap you to a chair
Strip you down til you are bare
Look around for my knife
Do I see worry in your eyes

You won't ever bring me down
So don't even look my way
Can you feel the hate you made?

The knife lay gently on your wrist
Dare to put me to the test
Tears of fear run down your face
I just want to put you in my place

You won't ever bring me down
So don't even look my way
Can you feel the pain I made?

Check your wrist
Check it twice
Check it again if you like
Yes the blood there is real
And it's yours can't you feel

You won't ever bring me down
So don't even look my way
Can you feel the pain I made?

Dead to me that's what you are
Dead to everyone by far
I'll dig your grave
But not too deep
I'll only dig it three feet

You won't ever bring me down
So don't even look my way
Did you feel the pain I made?
 
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