Stolen

> This facade's cracking, though you'd never see,

> I'm waiting to speak, but you talk over me freely

> My voice fades out, lost in your disinterest's haze,

> A gap you built, where my true worth decays.

> You stole my soul, replaced it with your design,

> Left me empty, where life used to shine.

> Wait for the shame, it'll find you in the end,

> A playground's wrong, you'll learn, my false friend.

Here's a shortened and more concise version, keeping the emotional core:

> This facade's cracking, though you'd never see,

> I strain to speak, but words mean nothing to thee.

> My voice fades out, lost in your disinterest's haze,

> A gap you built, where my true worth decays.

> You stole my soul, replaced it with your design,

> Left me empty, where life used to shine.

> Wait for the shame, it'll find you in the end,

> A playground's wrong, you'll learn, my false friend.

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