I fight for my own survival,

We humans are like animals waiting to feast,

We destroy people by our words and actions.

A weapon so blunt yet sharp,

We make people feel less of a human by the harmful things we say,

Our gestures used to make others
feel alienated,

When you think that there are people to save you from such,

Reality hits you.

You are on your own,

You fight for your rights and stand up to those who put you down.

Nobody cares to give a helping hand,

They watch as witnesses while you get belittled,

They turn a blind eye as they watch you suffer.

You stand there alone, questioning where you went wrong,

Those, who you expect to fight for you have turned down the battle,

That's how you know that no one cares,

You could be at your grave and those so called "friends" could have been your enemies all along.

But you didn't realise,

You were too caught up on expectations of people.