Youve set out to cloy me
you downplay my existence
i feel i must oppress all
as if its the only resistance
to your slipstream opinions
i must swallow all you say
your trill of inaccurate accusations
yet claim its your vigilant way
i loathe my scattered emotions
a flambe gone out of control
until nothing sits upon this shelf
but an emotionless little doll
all these inexplicable occurances
deserve an explaination
and these infernal thoughts
deserve no probation
a product of humanity
and todays society
although alots left uncovered
i wish theyd let me be
If wishes were horses
beggars would ride
all would be perfect
and nothing would hide.
