Putting pen to paper,
because I feel I can\'t talk
I fear the overwhelming question,
Why don\'t I just walk?
When I mumble few thoughts,
I\'m told I should be strong
but can\'t remember when I last was,
because its been too long
I bathe in the darkness that he casts me in
because I know when I speak, he always wins
Everyone believes that you are oh so great,
but in my heart I can\'t help but to feel some hate
I know I am foolish for sticking this out,
but I\'ve been taught and conditioned that it\'s my only route
\"Use your words, use your words\", you say to me
but you never understand to just let me be
You taunt and follow me when you have something to say,
and this is how we end almost every day