Tread Upon
No peace or privacy
Eyes always upon me
Playing cat and mouse
Wondering when they'll be upon me
Security invaded and contaminated
My feelings of safety ripped from me
Taken from me with no remorse
Hate for the ones who were thought to protect
Never forgetting the blood that has been shed
Innocence stolen as the blood runs thin
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