Chained by the binds of scrutiny,
I am the one they see as a fool,
With every word and every action,
I am deemed unworthy and cruel.
My sorrow and mourning fall on deaf ears,
As they dance around me in bitter glee,
I'm the one they love to mock and jeer,
As they revel in my misery.
Lies and betrayal, the weapons they wield,
To keep me in this state of despair,
I once thought their love...