Lustrations

Why do you keep dong this?
Pretending like I’m not here or can’t see
The countless hearts you’ve dared to Anubis
You sometimes act like you’re not free
Will you forgive yourself your old ways
Repent and promise to never again be the same
Or will you wait for another one of those days
And go back to being a dog, in love with the game

Why do you ask me to change?
You keep preaching implicitly calling me a failure
Acting like you have to offer me in exchange
Did you once, ever stop to examine your own nature?
Telling me about old, god!, you pontificating? That’s just rich
Behind the masks you wear, we all, are one and the same
If I err, you’re the one to emasculate, your mirror’s calling me a bitch
Don’t play nice like you gave a damn to even remember my name

Will the flood of my tears lustrate your soul?
Maybe erase the ink stains, so you don’t have to change the page
Its droplets from your daughters rain collected in a bowl
She hoped perhaps it would free you from the hate filled cage
Shall I water your poison tree till it’s apples are pure?
This is my only coax to you, I will leave if you choose to fight
I know the pain you hold in your chest, the hurt you had to endure
I’m here now, a gull in flight comes to rest at your side, everything is alright!