the saga staged around forced behaviors
awkward encounters, frayed chemistry
live wire snapping, fear of electrocution
the slightest disagreement always a riot
mental fatigue, all patience lost
death sentence to accept opposite opinions
clashing like the apocalypse
stubborn pride interfering
always a battle
why? drama is a inner fetish of yours, so bite
walls as high as the sky, impossible to reach
demanding pressure
always constant feeling to please
appreciation never existed the goal was always to risk it
speaking my mind always catering to captain bitch
hoping for a proper reaction often failing
slave to your dominating persona no more
you find a proud man here now
re-establishing himself and his soul
play again with care
you may just find fire that will leave you burned
beware if you get bored again
god forbid
let the hate wash up on shore
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