When I seal my lips and cut off my ears

Breathing down my neck, you want what I know

Unequivocal to your self-righteous reasons

When you’ve walked to doors just to sell me out.

With my eyes wide open, tears flood my face

A blurry vision deems shadows to be ghosts, in a dark embrace

I know your stance is everything I’m up against

So out of tune, your lullabies ricochet

Choking me with storylines you helped create

Always trying to get your own way

No storm warning, my head bobbing above water

I wouldn’t know what to say.

©TCOS

Oh, snap! What a mighty long, complicated burn.

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