Down My Throat

As individuals we have separate opinions
Some of them may clash while others concur but you
You rush your views like some sort of Drug
And criticize all who beg to differ
Your views are shoved right down my throat I’m your equal
No fucking scapegoat
Your militant actions prove how shallow you are
Why can’t you regard opimous that aren’t your own
Who are to look down on me?
So my discontent it grows and grows
Your beliefs are forced right down my throat
My respect dwindles as my anger bloats!