Victims of Society

I was once an optimist
Always looking towards the light
From this bottomless pit
Created by society

Now people call me a pessimist
But really, I'm just a realist
Who can see the ugly truth
Behind this farce we call society

I can never understand
Their empty fake smiles
The pride they treasure
The mindless acts they do

Fat, Ugly, and Stupid
That's what they call us
We are the undesirables
Unwanted and scorned

Tried our best to forgive
Tried our best to forget
But how much longer,
Can we take this cruelty?

Scars on our mentality
Wounds in our hearts
We are now standing,
At the edge of the cliff

Should I take a gun
And point it to my head?
Or should I take a knife
And stab my own heart?

Society would say to us,
"Die! Do the world a favor!"
"Ugly, fat, stupid! Kill yourself!"
"You should just go to hell!"

At first we would ignore them
Feeling only a little pain
As their razor-like words
Cut through our self hearts

And when the pain increases
We would shut ourselves away
From the cruel world outside
And just cry ourselves to sleep

But when the pain becomes unbearable
and all our scars are opened to bleed
We would drown in the pit of despair
As this dilemma overwhelms us

"Am I better off dead?"
That's what they ask themselves
So don't join Society
Don't help those voices
Don't be the one to push them off the edge