Tone of Voice

I am afraid of the tone of your voice The second it changes from a Sweet melody to a low rock song Switching so quickly my head is Spinning and the noise is getting Loud so I do not think I will last Much longer in this small house You will take my hand and then Quickly let go as if the known disease Lies within my skin cells and was Almost transferred to your bloodstream Something impossible, simply possible In your twisted mind that allows only What works best for you and Everyone else in on their own now I am afraid of the cracks of thunder From the reoccurring storm outside Never giving up the bright flashes Of God flicking that light switch one More time as if the past one hundred Was not enough to get the point Across that someone is above me You care for some but not all, such a Messed up game when the list of ones That you adore like the sun today and The ones who made the weather turn Stormy is forever unknown cause Games are your thing and the cards Are the people who would do anything To be the ace but will always stay inferior I am afraid of the look in your eyes and The look I get when I make a move and It is not the one you would have chosen Completely calm oceans turn to massive Waves crashing on everything in sight Making my bones break under the pressure Of your stare and eyes on the back of me