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And I remember that it felt like my heart was going to implode,
As she inhaled and got ready to reload- reload the gun that was her mouth.
And with every word she shot out with every bullet that landed,
It felt like my world had broken down- I had been abandoned.
She no longer loved me no longer wanted me,
And all I wish is for her to see- to see how I really feel deep down inside.
And I sit and ponder that question, am I to blame for how she felt?
As she begins to take aim- take aim for my heart,
I know now that this is what we're programmed to do,
Knock people down till they can't continue then walk around saying 'oh if I only knew- if I only knew'
Maybe in the future we will change,
But I won't hold my my breath nor will I express how I feel.
I will just stay in my prison, stay in my cage.