Watch me closely girl so you can decide
Whether I’m worthy of your judgmental scorn.
Either I pass your test or I’m filthy dirt
Not worthy to be walked on since the day I was born.
Tell me girl, are my words as weak as the wind?
Unable to budge even a mere piece of paper?
Or do you think my feelings are inconsequential?
Just some fabricated fictitious forlorn caper?
Your boundaries paralyze like a collar on a dog
Hunting passionate prisoners from that lone watch tower.
Bullets zip dipped in a toxic tormenting terror
Piercing my heart as you relax with a glaring glowing glower.
Place judgment as a trophy in your precious cloud mantle
Right next to the urn where you torment my soul.
I built a ladder to the top to retrieve my broken spirit
But lost my worth in the crash from your actions so cold.