Unable to act

You’re keeping me away

For reasons I’m not sure

Maybe your not the same

Maybe you’re not sure.

But you know I have emotions

To which you will not let me display

And this cruel behaviour

Is antagonising and paralysing me

What do you want giving?

For I give all the time

You keep me in your prison

Of poetry and rhyme

And I know she’ll come here looking

And tell me you’re too hard to love

But I won’t believe what she says

Or anything she’s done

And I’ll be out here forgotten

Left for the creatures and the birds

I’ve put myself on a golden plate

Overflowing with sentences and words

People already assume

And nobody really cares

So why not just stop this act

Take away the spectators chairs

I’m cutting at your strings

But it’s giving me rope burns

Please cut me some slack

Help me lighten up this load

I cannot help these feelings

If with you it feels like home.

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