Paper Thin Chains

You come back into my life like a fire ball

I thought you were long gone

I’m not going to allow you to let me fall

There’s a world mourning

All for a different reason

Iranian women burning their hijabs

What has been committed is pure treason

Schisms of broken glass

Women’s emotions lying dead in the grass

Picking up the pieces from the mirror you broke

Taking their fragile feelings

A chaotic woven mess of all your dealings

Playing them like a game of chess

You create a wrath in me I confess

How does it truly feel to be you?

Full of lies, drugs, booze and what you do

You’ve created your bed of broken states

You wonder why you’re surrounded by a world full of hates

Black man got shot for no crime

Why don’t psychopaths and narcissists do some time?

I can walk away like I did before

Leave all their tears and fears scattered across the floor

How dare you treat someone like that?

Manipulation, dedication to yourself

Leaving all your perpetual success on the shelf

Unless it benefits you, you’re not interested in the cause

Made me feel like I was your girl

But really there were many

And it was just your wanted fame that had you counting every penny

I cared about what happened to you

Burning every bridge that was carefully built

Every special relationship like a hand sewn quilt

You’re welcome to your nest of sting

You have so much potential

And we all know what that could bring

Cut me down, bleed the pain

I’m always stronger for it

I’ll rise again and refrain

From saying anything to ruin your song

Put it into rhyme, chime, dime, mime

The list is monumentally sacred and long

And you know I’ve done the work and the never ending time

Leave this history where it’s supposed to be

Focus on myself for once and let you all fly free

I thought I’d found someone new

You know I’m honest so you know it’s true

Yes there was a song but I thought that’s all it was

Didn’t realise there was so much more because

We’re back round here again

Like a decade ago, you all put me through hell

Not wanting to remember or even tell

But it’s a choice what we do and what we leave

I thought that chapter was over

Let me breathe

You didn’t want to be friends and I was fine with that

People like you move on easily

Fact

It’s written in your type

The one you’re treating badly

Is the one who has all the hype

Talent, skill, empathy and good will

Leave them alone or be a man until

You can behave well and look after someone

Learn how to love and what love really is

Do some work in that area

Then your world and ours might be a little fairer