god's will

caught in a downpour
so you can't tell the difference
a second warning
could be a blessing
when there are none
if i'm trapped
there's no burden of decision
yeah, they could be right
maybe i don't listen
too soft for travels
too wild for commitment
too misunderstood
to belong
too jaded to care
there's always room for dissatisfaction
i'm not the star
they said i'd be
in the middle of the universe
coming down
saturated on top of me
i got that attitude
snark
tone
& expression
every one of 'em gets me in trouble
i must like it
to chase is to catch
bad spoils
rotten batch
you know, you don't know me
wish i could
forget what's happened to me
the little victim
in the rape & murder trilogy
made for your entertainment
i
retain
absolutely
no
identity
so
call me jane doe
i'm not your friend
a stapled foe
the chronic scapegoat
ready for slaughter
at the hands of defeat
another piece of dispensable meat
wish i was born
as an equal human being
rather than be subject to speciesism
but i remain
lesser than a stranger
call it compulsion
or claim internal anger
fact is
without reason
there is danger
...i live in fear