I’m desperately hanging on by your narcissistic strings of empowerment,
Pulling my limbs and ligaments tighter and tighter so I can’t escape your hypocritical force
You program me to spew out your angry words and your meaningless thoughts so people can throw rocks at me,
Stoning me until I’ve reached death
Of course,
The crowd laughs
Telling me how stupid and dumb I am because they’re too fucking dumb to realize that these aren’t my words or my thoughts
You paint your face in makeup and tell them I hit you
Beat you,
Put you into a word submission until you tapped out because,
Words hurt,
Right?
You make me dance and gyrate...