I use words sparingly I’m not one to talk too much But when I saw you there I couldn’t stop the rush Of fear I felt within I finally found my voice I wanted nothing more Than to revel in my noise And just who are you to claim I’m not anyone’s but yours? I wish you’d hide away Your sickening remorse Just who are you to take The things I call my own? I wish you’d turn away And give me this one choice I don’t speak frequently I’m so used to hiding face You only seem to care When someone else’s touch Is threateningly close To taking what’s within And calling me their own But I am not your home And just who are you to claim I’m not anyone’s but yours? I wish you’d just hide away Your sickening remorse Just who are you to take The things I call my own? I wish you’d turn away And just give me a choice There, in the sunshine You once, had your chance Stealing words and claiming “It’s the right time.” But lies are not the things that make amends
