Like a Runt

This one's pretty personal. It's a lyric concept more than a poem.

“Like a Runt”

You are the reasons,
You are why I don’t sleep at night.
You are the reasons,
You are why I hate myself.

Embarrass me,
Torture me.
Do whatever it takes,
To set you free

Whatever makes you feel something?
Some sense of self.
Preach honour,
Preach pride.

I live my life
Like a dog with its tail between its legs
Always looking to turn and run,
Knowing that I'm just a runt.

Does it make you feel better to see me suffer?
Are you aware of what you’ve done?
Make me feel guilty,
Make me feel like hell.

You may never look at me the same,
And I’m ashamed of what I’ve done,
But it doesn’t make me feel any worse,
I want to know what made you this way.

Every minute til my dying day,
I’ll resent myself in every possible way,
Prop me up, to tear me down,
You love to loosen my grip and watch me fall.

Does it make you feel better?
Knowing that you hate your blood?
You’ve crushed my soul
And now it rots inside.