Who on earth
are you
to tell me
what I need
to do?
As if I asked
for your advice
Or indicated
I was struggling
with a vice
I’m quite happy
don’t you see?
Oh no, wait ha-ha
With you it’s always
“All about ME”
Because I’m not
fulfilling an
expectation of your’s?
Take your pathetic
projections and shove
it up your drawers
Your arrogance and
condescending tone
Are laughable at best
At the very least
just go home
Lord, is this a test?
To see if I can find
compassion and forgiveness
Trying to convince you
I will never feel
your indifference
Just let me get back
to the beautiful space
I create
Before your
Miserable spirit thought
It had a hand
In my
Fate
