Why are you pressuring me
Where do you get the nerve
Let me do my thing
I don't want a husband to serve
There's too many expectations
I feel restricted
I'm rather uncomfortable
My breath is constricted
Please Just wait
Take a step back
This relationship thing
I'm not feeling that
Let's create some boundaries
I need my space
I'm too chicken to be honest
I just try to save face
I'm not being truthful
I'm not honouring myself
I'm going back to basics
Where in solitude I find wealth
No more planning
I don't see the rush
I'm going to find my voice
I can't keep being hush hush
For This is me
Take it our leave it
if you have a problem
This isnt a good fit
Im rather independent
I can be slightly hasty
I'm warning you now
But There's more to see
I don't want to talk
I just want to play
Any orders you have
I will not obey
I am afraid to lose myself
Fear of a low ceiling
I don't have the capacity
To worry about your feelings
Speak your mind
Tell me your honest Opinion
Otherwise this is painful
Like crying cutting a onion
I am not a mind reader
But I'm open to say
Perhaps it is now
We split our ways
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