my defence has never been that weak
but my category had already been decided
and i had no chance to speak

you made me look a fool
whilst claiming –
to offer me your hand

you have done nothing wrong
just,
unintentionally –
you stole my song

Help Me Deliver

they’ll do anything to make the pieces fit
and yet,
they become blind to their own soul

i could talk about my childhood
till i ran out of breath
but i have lived a life since –
and you would be bored to death