I don’t think it’s fair that they get to walk away
That we’re left with the broken scars that won’t heal while they go on living.
Don’t think it’s fair that we pay the price for an action they committed.
Don’t think it’s fair that we’re forced to be strong for the actions of the weak minded.
That I have to hold my sister in my arms and tell her it wasn’t her fault because someone told her it was
Don’t think it’s fair that they live to try another day when we’ll never try again.
Don’t think it’s fair that the body I so cherished has been made to feel like a prison guarding my escape.
That the one I trusted should be the one to betray and break me.