You force me to change in ways unnatural to me
Making me into that which I passionately despise
Turning the world topsy-turvy making me against myself
My own being a weapon against me, leaving me internally destroyed
When will your torture of a broken soul end
Forcing my essence to split in two
One part to be ignored
Another to exist in blind living
For your crimes against me, I declare war on you,
May the best man live
By: Emily Rudgers