She struggles with a pen
She is castrated man
Your manic, damned nightmare
She's a dickless sychophant
Overgeneralize
You've fallen for a lie
You're so hopelessly blind
She wields you as a knife
She will cut herself open
She will make you stay, watch it
She will do it again
As long as you're her man
You are not her boyfriend
You are not her husband
She is not your savior
Save your prayers later
You will cut yourself open
But she will not stay, watch it
I know I shouldn’t overgeneralize
So I’m not talking about every single one of you.
There’s one thing that shocks me and
I just have to spit it out and get it off my chest.
It boggles my mind and I really want to know
How did you learn to never say thank you?
Is it from being deluged with abundance
Senselessly and shamelessly since birth?
Is it from thinking it’s never enough
Or knowing inside it’s really too much?
You’re deliberately withholding and
We’re just not getting the memo.
Your silence holds an obvious message
As loud and clear as a slap in the face.
Are you bucking at this nasty habit we have
Of deciding for you what you might want
While we could just filling your pockets
With our abundance of free money?
AP: 2nd place 2020
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