nobody held a gun to your head
and forced you to do what you did
nobody held your family hostage
and told you to hide what you hid
nobody hypnotized either of us
no rendezvous was prearranged
each of us did what we did for our reasons
and the past can never be changed
you can try all you can to make me the villain
in the heroic play in your head
you can write it however you like
and leave out all the things that you said
but the truth still stands nonetheless
that i loved who i thought that you were
and only when i found out it was a lie
did i look at the facts and concur
you say that you did nothing to me
but you stole things you did not deserve
you said that you would be the man
but my caring just got on your nerves
you scoffed at those who failed me before
and claimed that you would never
but when the time came to show you valued me
you chose not to hold but to sever
nobody held a knife to your throat
and forced you to lie to me
and not even i asked for more than an answer
with me you were always free
you chose to awaken my love
with no intention to return it
and now i choose not to carry this cross
that you put in my yard just to burn it
you are just one of a legion of insects
driven by hatred so blind
that you would do anything to inflict pain
even mess with my soul and my mind
a man would at least raise a fist or a word
in public to express his wrath
he would bear whatever his honesty took
and walk tall even on his wayward path
but you are too chicken to just be yourself
and take out your rage in the light
no you seduce vulnerable women of color
and do your dirt in dark of night
instead of just wielding an axe or a gun
you pretend to love us and then
abandon us to bleed or birth on our own
and turn our love into a sin
i bet pictures of us are stacked very high
on your ego’s fragile shelves
instead of just killing us nowadays
you make us want to kill ourselves
but i am the one who will be your nightmare
the one who did not die of shame
the one who did not shrink back into silence
you will remember my name
i don’t have to tell anyone what you did
not a soul has to know who you are
it’s enough that the gods eat your cowardly smoke
charring in the fire of my star
ironic though is the meaning of your name
and fitting for one so very weak
you used me to prove how different you were
but your lies sent you back up shit creek
