A free captive Informed I don't know how to love or live Only examples have been showbiz Emotions in cursive Not easily or easy to forgive No clear or ulterior motive
Rage and violence consume absolutely They savagely rip apart and rearrange me but not outwardly I've been known to be self destructively passive and cowardly Maybe a lobotomy would stop the calamity
Never experienced supportive The consequences massive I've been rewritten as aggressive Stabbed in the back, I supplied the shiv Caustic and corrosive This is no way to live
Good fortune such a rare commodity it falls apart too easily Troubles squeeze so completely and never leave me What I am and what I'm supposed to be create this rigid dichotomy I hope the something that's gotta give doesn't end up being me