standing up for yourself
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You keep trying to piss me off with the games that you play,
But I don't think you realize who you are dealing with, and that I can go all day.
You want to slam doors, and you think that I am going to go back and fourth with you,
When they rise up,
You drift down.
When you avoid them,
They attack.
When you let them include you,
You only protect yourself.
But when you pretend you are fine,
. . . right
away, you’ll see it’s difficult to find:
(That -- while it’s true, it’s only You able to see inside your, Mind, -- )
Lost thoughts often become begotten
Is it really that hard to respect that I have my limits too?
I do not choose to live my life to please a man like you.
Feel free to continue to shout and yell, I think I’ll take my leave.
All my life has been lived in a shadow.
No one being able to see who I really am.
I would step in front only to have man push me back.
Nothing seem to be able to be done.
The more I fought to get in front.
No friends
Only enemies
Like a pride of starving lions
They wait
For me to walk through those doors
They attack
Viciously with their words
I am cut deep
Not in the flesh, but in the soul
