Antisocial
I know they meant good
When locked me up in the safe room
Told me all about rules
Gave me guilt and my conscience
Cultivated politeness
But modesty trapped me in silence
I was scared of what they might tell about me
It forced me to hide
Become pro in denial
So wary I never played games
Never been asking
Never trust others
Having been laughed at
Long story short, I'm a case for psychiatrists
Long story in dark colours
But time wasn't any more kind
Just that I was stubborn
Kept me alive
That's my confession
Now I feel power
The strange kind
But it's the best I could find
At night when they all shut up and leave
I could crawl out of my room and breathe
25 04 20
Created for the beat:
Antisocial dark piano underground
2020-06-18 06:17:55
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