are you not comfortable in your own skin
do you not understand those around you
do you not accept,
those who do not behave as you do

it is no surprise that those in life –
who judge and dictate
it is no surprise that we so called loners
take part and integrate

i do not mean to be callous or sound harsh
but you have to find the rhythm and the beat –
of somebodies heart

i regret the things i said last night
it was wrong of me
i fell to such untamed emotion
and how many times have we been here

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as you ride around on your high horse
it’s clear
that only you know the actual course

you do not understand me
and you never have
you have never made the effort
all very sad

something inside me
not love,
not guilt
not even guilt in top hat and tails

i am the victim…
but of course that is not true
the aggressor that becomes the confessor
and dismissed the truth