"""Not Mad Just Disapointed"""

A soul torn down
Stripped bare,
To eye and oggle,
To claim false to its
Origin, to its validity
Ignoring the wound
The soul was born from

Ripped from the unwilling
Sacrificed to the uncaring.
He who claimed love
He who claimed peace.
He that lived the same life
He who had killed the same creatures within
He who claimed unconditional ownership

I am exhausted
I hate the word I
Writen in my ink on my page
I am no longer an am
Am is for people

Disappearance, the only
Option truely left
If option is names it can calls
How, the only
Question truely left
If question can question at all