Why do we fight and argue
Over things that dont make since
Why do we scream and shout
Over things we cant work out
Why do we have this incessant need to banter and bicker
About every little meaningless insecurity
We scrutinies everyone's lives but our own
Plaster their lies on every visible space
And the skeletons are beating down your vale
Of hidden closet doors
Offer up your educated opinion in your best efforts of advise
For dealing with their misdeeds
And at every turn the skeletons are beating down
Your vale of hidden closet doors
They scrutinies your every move
Cold and calculated to take away your dignity
Until all you have left are the demons they made
And the skeletons are beating down your vale of hidden closet doors
They spit it back in your face
And expect you not to move
Only to leave you standing there
Feeling disgraced and bruised
They created havoc in your life
To be left wandering with no tears to cry
You bottled up every ounce of pain
Wondering the tole your broken laughter would gain
Made many a useless plea
Fall upon many a deaf ear
Let escape many hollow sighs
Wondering if they heard your placid crys
Broke the shattered mirror
For disgust of pieces of battered dreams
Wondering if the skeleton key can be re-cut
Standing behind your vale of hidden closet doors.