Torn

Torn by the aruguements By our words of violence By the hatred in our system And by us not getting rid of them Torn by the words exchanged The way we act, he will be deranged Torn by us not wanting to change I never thought I'd be falling in a world so strange Torn by behavior that seems so ruthless By the harsh words of rudeness Arguement after arguement not showing any progress Day after day, it seems so endless If we continue, he will be forever scorn Scorn by the loveless home that painfully sticks like a thorn Scorn by us being stubborn and leaving him to miserably mourn Scorn by a family torn