DIG ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING GRAVE!
Stop burying me in past memories,
Forgotten conversations,
Guilty Temptations,
The unending persuasions
To take you back- 

NO!

I am not a HEARTLESS BITCH
(but you know that don't you).
I am not some WICKED WITCH
(think that if you need to).

I have a heart
In there,
Somewhere,
Deep in the recesses,
Beneath the dresses,
The sheets of Ice and Iron and Glass,

Hidden by scars
And dead pieces in jars
Stashed away to be tested-
I’m molested
By your prying, lying.
I’m dying
To escape the uwanted attention...
Don't forget to mention

The tears,
The years
Of living with these fears
On the edge of your cliff.
I’M SICK OF THIS SHIT!

BREAK ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING CAGE!