They swing you up,
They brush you off.
Will you ever stand up,
And say,
I don't deserve this, I don't !
Will you ?
I don't think so, honey.
I guess it's normal to brush people off,
hm ?
You chose it.
You chose to stay silent,
To hold everything back,
To let them go on your way,
To rip and tore everything you once had.
The fault is all yours, sweetheart.
And now,
Are you still trying to calm yourself down,
And pretend it never happened ?
Or,
You get up,
And stop everything,
Fight what you always deserve.
