كلمات June

Words fly at me, you're so spiteful I feel hate at the same time You love the position I have Or is it the power I have on you? You echo gestures, my shadow cowers From grip marks on my wrist Reminders of my search for solitude Of my search for solitude A mountain of weight bares down and I'm suffocating A mountain of weight bares down and I'm suffocating My defiance of your higher power You're pushing me away from this family and we ached to be so tight knit but I slip through stitches loosely woven