Make War or Stay Broken

Don’t scream at the sky, your hands did this.

Every fall, every scar, every poisoned kiss.

You want different? You want peace?

Then stop making war and calling it release.

Every ruin you sit in, you built brick by brick.

Every fake smile you trusted, that was your pick.

You chose silence when you could’ve roared,

Chose comfort when truth had a sword.

So now you're drowning in self-made hell,

Wishing for magic, casting no spell.

Change isn’t a dream, it’s war with your past,

Kill who you were, or suffer to last.

Want better? Then burn the script.

Stop whining fate when it’s your grip.

You’re not a victim, just a coward in disguise,

Blaming storms you watched rise.