Reproach envelopes me A hierarchy through violence - street =

society
Street society I voice my contempt

Convinced of my immunity

Yet on a smaller scale, in my conflicted world, my resistance is =

stretched

You sense and provoke

You mock and degrade my friends and aims, tempting drastic actions - =

baiting me

My shame turning, turning to rage!

Twisting the knot inside, the final strains of restraint discharged

Acceleration of loathing, driving my physical force

The shameful act, the feelings of angst, I considered myself =

incapable

Lay blame with me for the "bastard" that I am, (you're) too stupid =

to understand the scars your cruel words inflict