Saturday, September 17, 2011

Choke; for Turning Blue

Don't you see you're suffocating me?
Grabbing hold of my throat;
Blurring everything i see. 
I can't speak.
They walk past,
And forget they ever knew me.

If i had the air,
Then i would scream
"help! He's suffocating me!"
"Somebody please, set me free."

Gender for me was never "he" or "she",
It was a world of only equality.
Now you've taken that from me,
And i can't be friendly.

You with your green jealousy,
A sinful type of envy.
You're suffocating me. 
Taking the air from within me.
You won't let me breathe. 

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