
Every portrait on the wall has wandering eyes,
Every time I look at the phone you have me paranoid
But I don’t take my own advice.
There’s no privacy in love and no respect in control.
I might act like you’re fooling me greatly
But your lies are barely staying afloat.
So I confess to you all my deadliest urges
And you say you hope I would just get it over with,
Not taming the darkness that emerges.
You keep pushing me further, calling me distasteful.
“If you ever leave, I’ll know I was right,
You were never faithful.”
Words can build character, they can burn down cities,
And after months of hearing you on the loop
My anger turns into pity.
Every photo on the wall has my lifeless eyes,
Every time I look at you, the poison sinks in more
Until all self-preservation is paralyzed.
-JW