You put me in a glass case –
A prisoner of your expectations,
And watch closely
To make sure there are no deviations
From your twisted sense of perfection.
You stick the label of your choice
And guilt me into believing
I’d be missing out on all the joys
If I didn’t accept the Godhead you bestowed.
I seethe silently from high up on the pedestal
As I watch you splurge your indulgence
While you doom me to a life
Planning for a chance at vengeance.
Well, I am tired of the chains of your love.
I break free and let go.
I hope someones watching from above
To ensure justice is served.