i sense a bitter person
twisted by life's fate
rather call it passion
instead of woeful hate
life is like a soda bottle
shaken with compression
bathsheba has released some gas
thro poetical expression
moralistic fibres
unafraid to speak
troubled past endured
made her strong not weak
also sense connection
you, myself, and jack
we have found a way in life
to get **** off our back
might be totally wrong, but it's my impression. please let me know