Sitting on
death row
With no
alternative means given
And nothing
left to lose
But so much to
give.
Can´t they see,
I´m more
More than the
monster
They´ve painted
me to be?
I´m more than
just another prisoner
More than a
number
Thrown into
this human death chamber
Without any
consideration given.
I lay behind
these brick walls
Awaiting for
the executioner to arrive
Struggling to
survive
Attempting to
leave a piece of me behind
That´ll
contradict all the negative things
That have been
said about me
And remove the
monstrous mask
That was welded
onto me.
Maybe then,
just maybe
They´ll see
that I´m also human
Just like you
And not the
monster they´ve depicted me as
So you´d fear
me immensely.
That´s never
been me
You´ll one day
come to see.
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