Feelings assigned;
Person resigned;
I plead for release but we are entwined.
The love we once had is no longer outlined.
Hands trapped-
Tied behind my back-
Your insistence and cold grasp has rendered me blind,
     and you never notice.

There are secrets behind these walls,
Like a masquerade dance at the midnight ball.
And when the clock finally strikes, I'm the one who falls,
And you are not sorry or surprised or appalled-
But laugh and joke and send me catcalls.
You mock my pain-
And bring shame to my name-
You feign innocence at the final curtain call,
     and I'm still here.

It appears that time has clouded my mind,
And reason and sense have left me behind.
Because this path I am on is a never-ending circle,
And plays over and over like a terrible commercial.
And hidden behind is a mastermind,
     and it's you, and everything seems fine.