Bitter wind....

Bitter like the wind you
Speak to me like I should
Have died with the
Sallow sunrise
I deny you this filthy pleasure
You seemed surprised.

Ive always bent knee
And agreed
To your over-calculated stipulations
And stupid arguments
It is enough now
I am a free child.

I will not be what you try to make me
You try to shape ever inch
Of my somehow defective persona
But this will not be tolerated
I will judge how much I resist your blueprint
By how much I can make you hate it.

Dont ever think that you made me
My only Friend made me
And someday
He will bring me home
And He will be the only one
That can say He saved me.