Make a mistake once and we call it an error
it shouldn't happen again
make the same mistake more then once we see it as a choice
repeat the mistake day after day I call it a crime
the empty promises of change
a crime between You and I
its perfect in a way because no one can see it
there are no visible marks
no questions to ask either
I feel it while you choose to ignore it
even worse you minimize it
I deal with the doubt, anxiety and overall discomfort
you do nothing
no wait
you throw yourself into work and play
while the ugliness of the crime plays in my head
everything bounces off one wall to another
then back again till my head aches
I swallow the words and foul atmosphere with water wine and other murky looking liquids
you continue to keep yourself busy with other peoples drama
paying no attention to what is happening to us
the marks remain invisible
but the emotions stew
It boils in the morning
simmers down by the evening
burns at night
you change sometimes too
you let yourself get provoked
you let the peoples words ***** you
then let it sit while they sculpt your brain
with clever words and experienced hands
this is how it is everyday
you only make a sound once the words have festered
into great big open wounds
it has always been my job to make it stop hurting
make you feel clean and brand new
while I feel old tired and worn out