Defiance

Never coming back, is this what I deserve?
Found in the flood. Drowning in mud.
Washing away all the things in my life.
Manipulating, and seperating.
Is this what you will do from the things that you choose?
From the things that you lose?
Nothing ever happens to you.
If I had said that to your face, your fucking face, your cowardly face…
But down, all this time, you’ve made nothing of yourself.
For what it’s worth having said this before, your losing from choosing,
with no remorse.
The things you say along the way will help you resent your destiny.
Is this what you will do from the things that you choose?
From the things that you lose?
Nothing ever happens to…
You said this to my face, my fucking face.
You choose to ignore the things I say, what I say.
But down, all this time, you’ve made nothing of yourself.
If I had said to your face.
Your disgrace