Windheads

Everyday you stress me,

Its every single day I have to worry about what will happen.

You take my life away and say I can't do other things,

You it as if it's a clingy relationship.

But it is every day I try to liberate myself from your grasp;

I get blinded by the tears and the exasperating thoughts, I need to flee.

 

This situation  is treated like a novel,

I don't want to be your supporting character.

I star in my own roles,

So check with me another time, and please don't grovel.

 

I've come to believe that anger is the solution,

I just have to think about it enough to not carem

I see you windheads...you look at me wrong.

But I don't care,

You're only the antagonist in my story.

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