The Right
With you there's only one thing.
The right. The know it all that I can't get out of my life.
And even though millions of times I've tried escaping you is out of the question.
There's no getting away, although I so deeply want to. I'm trapped. Trapped in
this deep hole with walls closing in. With you there's only one thing. The right.
You feel you have the right to claim me as your property. You belonging. But you
don't own me. With me there's only the right. I have the rigth to erase from my life.
Copyright © Shavon Lewis | Year Posted 2008
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