I can’t get myself to accept this situation. I wasn’t ready and it tore my heart out of my chest. My blood splattered onto everyone. Now I see the world all painted in red. It’s so unfair. Because now I can’t love no more. I won’t sit at your table because everyone I know is an enemy. I’ll stitch myself with golden staples. I can forgive but I never forget. It’s so unfair because now I can’t love no more. I’m not ashamed of the harm you’ve done to me. I’ll stitch myself with golden staples and my wounds will shine bright.