Wanton and wicked
Loved and hated

Shunned and ridiculed
Overlooked and underrated

Fighting for air
Struggling to breathe

Watching the horizon
Ready to leave

Living in dusk
Avoiding the dawn

Clinging to madness
Hope seemingly gone.

Gaining no ground
Leaving no trace

Minuscule of dignity
No saving face

Giving no excuses
Surviving just fine

Keep your condemning
Life is mine.