I wish you wouldn’t step on my toes.
You expose my sensitivity to hearing the truth.
And you have me challenge the excuses I make!
My disguise no longer provides me escape.
I wish you stop saying what you mean.
It’s too painful to hear it.
And I’d rather be around those of pretense.
At least when I am with them…
Your honesty has no defense.
I wish you stop saying what you mean!
And be like us…
Folks you can not trust!
If kept polished and acknowledged!However…If that piece increases to become ignored,And perceived as not as important…Forgotten to rot.No longer adored.The quality of the whole also loses,As its stature and influence tiltsFrom a constant abuse,Willed upon it.And a prominence once gained,Begins to show…A detrimental change!An ‘arrangement’ is damaged.Unattended greatness,Can not itself sustain.With bits and pieces chipped…
Talk behind my back…And make things up!Distort the facts,As you are accustomed to do.Criticize my demeanor,When I am out of view.Tell me to my face,How close a friend you are.But you do more pretending,And pretense wont take you far.Do whatever you think,I am not aware you do!Screw around with my ‘work’…And my abilities too.You and…
Intimidate by shocking.Your destiny becomes the one that’s blocked.Reduce those to tears and fears.Make it clear the greatness of your power.And every hour the ticking of the tock that is heard…It is you that becomes devoured!
More decide…All decisions made are dumb!The ones coming forth with integrity…Tell all what is doneHas not achieved anything for anyone.Since the few regard their views legit.And the majority observes them all…As sophisticated idiots!
That doesn’t overflow with it.Some say his truthfulness is too abrupt.Too effective to resist.And they want him to give this up!Creamed filled truths…Dripping to lick as they please.Is what they want to hear from him.Not the reality of a deepening economic squeeze.These folks would rather get…Something that is addressed,With less directness!
It does not stay ignited to offend.But then…Neither will it suffocate,From smoke screens placed…To shield it from an occasional agitated blaze!So many have rushed in panic to squelch these sparks.Once raging now they flicker.But it doesn’t keep the winds that come,From spreading what has been simmering…Into flames that captivate and hypnotize,Those mesmerized by this kind…
