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 solitudeA 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
