To you,
the past
defined me.

The way I spoke
offended you.

If there was such
a light as you
described then
why did you attempt
to change me?

Change my entirety,
change who I am.

Perhaps it was the
way I whispered
my anxiety and doubts
that scared you,

or perhaps it was
just your own.

I know now that
you cage me still
under your daggers
and soft feathers

I use my light
to carry on with
my life,

now ridden of
your awfulness.

But you continue to
push me down,

even from afar.
Oh so cruel.

It is not I
who needs to
change,
it's you.

- SkullsNBones