Don't let them get to you
Don't let it hurt
Don't let their screams
Drive you into the dirt

Let go of your rage
Let go of it all
Let go of your anger
Though they root for your fall

You build up your wall
You build your chrome fort
You build insecurities
To split you apart

A monster they called you
A metal clad fiend
A fault not your own
Repercussions unseen

Pulled out of your ditch
Pulled out by a few
Pulled out of the glares
By outsiders like you


Speculation on Cyborg before meeting his friends. I've been feeling introspective.

Love,
SushiChica