I remember the time when we had the deepest talk
I remember what I said and that it was a shock
My beliefs are so personal, so I rarely tell
The heartbreaking words of, “too bad you‘re going to Hell”
You told me that I couldn’t speak one word of it
You told me that you and my silence would be a perfect fit
I would read about it just so I could learn
I remember that you said that ‘it all should burn”
You won’t let me see those who are like myself
You want me to hide my beliefs on my shelf
But the worst of all these many ties
Is you unwillingness to compromise
No comments:
Post a Comment