Made By Society

Carefully chosen words,
Is all they ever heard,

Trying not to feel,
Anything real,

Turning the truth absurd.

The truth that they,
Know no other way,

To protect,
Is to project,

And make someone pay.

So little inside,
Tears not cried,

Empty to care,
Nothing meaningful to share,

Apathetic when hope finally died.

My final farewell,
To this human hell,

Means never again,
Thinking of you as a friend,

And closing the door to your cell.