You say i don't feel this
but how would you know
you never pay attention
afraid to let me go
you're too late
i guess there just wasn't enough room
for everything sitting on your plate
I'm just a burden
the only one in your life
you basically said it
as you flipped around your butterfly knife
I'm just a trophy
not even a prized possession
something to show off
to take in all of your aggression
I'm supposed to care
unconditionally love you
i only know this
because this is what you tell me to do
so here i am
silently waiting
until the day comes
when we stop debating
is it my life
or is it yours
am i in control
or do you have me walking on all fours
is my life
i mean yours rearranging
just like my feelings
something is going to be changing