Victim to Be

I am not crazy
I am merely afraid
My time’s been spent, my options weighed
Now I am pitted
Front and center stage
Seatbelt unfastened, the sweet ache engaged
Remain suspended, past and futures
With twice the blood and half the sutures
Remain suspended, past and futures
With twice the blood on my hands
Victim to be
Reach down to pet
A pathetic display
Waste of regret
Act out of hatred
I acknowledge my own
I have bet nothing, set in stone
To simply exist
I’m a sick kind of free
Just a placeholder for all the things I will be
Remain suspended, past and futures
With twice the blood and half the sutures
Remain suspended, past and futures
With twice the blood on my hands
Victim to be
Reach down to pet
A pathetic display
Waste of regret
(spoken) I am not a toy
No!
I am a man, I am a man
I am a man, I am a man
I am a man, I am a man
A victim always
Of circumstance
I wish that I had my very own chance
Remain suspended, past and futures
With twice the blood and half the sutures
Remain suspended, past and futures
With twice the blood on my hands
Victim to be
Reach down to pet
A pathetic display
Waste of regret