you sit there, in your chair, waiting for things to fall right in your lap

you're unaware, that i don't care, about each of your cowardly excuses, cause i don't say a thing

you treat her like nothing,
you've thrown her away
how can you expect her to you love you,
to be yours, to stay?
now she's just a stranger,
someone you don't know
but it's not like you care, no,
she's gotta go

i'm working so hard, so long,
all hours of the day
how can you stand yourself just sitting,
living this way?
you're doing nothing,
you've lost all hope
you say you're not qualified
but you're certified to mope

to preserve your honor, your dignity
i don't tell a soul what's hurting me.
i wouldn't want them to lose respect for the man i love
this is one thing i'm intolerant of.

i'm angry, i'm silent, God knows i can't respect inaction

i'm praying, for a miracle,


a year later im sitting here
the tides sure have changed