Am I asking too much when I tell you to stop?
Did I break any laws, Mr. Keystone Cop?
I refuse to be someone’s damsel in distress
I shouldn’t have my freedoms be put to the test
Am I asking too much when I say back off?
I hate your stupid jokes, does that mean I’m soft?
I refuse to take abuse from my inner circle
I shouldn’t have bruises of black and purple
Am I asking too much just to live my life?
Do I need permission from a nonexistent wife?
I refuse to dignify your insults with a response
I shouldn’t have to justify my needs and wants
Am I asking too much to flee the country?
Can I do it with my own hard-earned money?
I refuse to let you take control of my cash
I shouldn’t have to watch it burn into ash
Am I asking too much to forget the pain?
The kind that feels like getting hit by a train?
I refuse to let the past put me in the grave
I shouldn’t have to be my own traumatic slave
Am I asking too much? No, I’m clearly not
I’m undoing all the damage of shitty lessons taught
I refuse to carry on without breaking the cycle
I shouldn’t bear the burden of a bastard psycho
I’m asking very little
No meeting in the middle
I’m a human fucking being
That’s all you should be seeing
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