Hunting scorpions (the human scorpions)

We were one, but we are now a part, We are a part because people came in between, we said we never would be broken, and in seconds we fell into pieces. why did we let this happen, why we give our secrets away, those who were with us now are against everything beautiful thing in our story.

what was left was a bit of everything, but we let it go so easily, the only pleasure in our hearts, and we know tomorrow we will regret it. our dreams were stolen by the ones we thought loved us, the whole world is upside down, it feels like the end but the faith inside us is still fighting, the faith in the good things coming into our lives.

we wouldn't be here today if we hadn't let them in our lives, they are to us just like scorpions, and many many of them will we meet. we mustn't stop hunting them, we mustn't let them into our lives. they are poisoned just like scorpions.