Can't keep a secret

my mouth is wrapped in the tape of social conduct my hands cuffed in handbooks and rules I'm standing on this balcony teetering on social suicide and endless solitude Running away into my pen and paper because it's the only one who can listen Numbers and phrases you paste on my forehead like a bandaid, your words hold weight but not to the strongmen Im on my hands and knees screaming myself raw and the clueless raise a glass and tell another joke The castle I've built in your arms is tumbling down I'm under siege from my allies It's a slow death being inches from your legacy and thousands of miles away in your sacred heart

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