I'm A Crowd

Im only hanging on by a thread, if cruel intentions keep pushing, I will let go. There's no more pride, no ego, I'm nobody.  
Ya know, it doesn't even take an army to destroy good intentions, I leave people alone, I literally live a solitude life, yet...let me tell ya about key players...
You can have a crowded room, a large mouth and ego on one side, a quiet and broken person on the other side, then all the folk in between.
So, regular chit chat from the other party goers just isn't enough for center of attentions.
They expect the quiet broken one to also show interest, they pay no mind that maybe you are broken and just trying to make it through the day, they don't know how you cry to God 24/7 , asking for strength to just simply stand in the room. So, the result?  
They strike at you, cutting deeply embedded scars that have healed a little, opening fresh wounds on top of wounds, hitting the one issue you would die for. The one issue that means the world to you. Then, once the hook is set, they start reeling. Screaming to everyone, look what I caught, see...she doesn't even dispute. If you don't cry out from the pain, they use your quiet against you.
Making up reasons you are not defending yourself, knowing they are vipers spewing false accusations. I'm nothing, and what will you do with me once you reel me in? I promise you this, the more you reel, the more you spew, the more you slander and divide, I swear to you, the only thing I'll be losing is the rest of me, therefore you gain nothing.  
But you should know, one day peoples gonna wake up, those in between people you talk so eloquently and convince with your set ups and lies, because, I mean who's opposing? I believe in God, justice and humanity. But I will see myself dead before you get your hands on my last breath. I'm not above anybody, but people like you, people like you tip scales and whoever doesn't slide or bend to your agenda gets punished for just being present.
Leave me alone! Don't try to dictate my story when you have never even tried on my shoes.
Death of myself means nothing to me, there's more hurt in this life than I care to feel anymore. So, go on...push...pull...swing.  
I don't care!