I’m tired of the one-sided rhetoric,
The bombastic egotist,
The circumstantial victim,
Ever willing to marginalize the struggle,
Of all who came with.
The ones who saw her needing,
And needing themselves to see her whole,
Put aside their needs,
Who were there through the fall,
Who lifted to the rise, ever faltering?
The one who stood through all that shit,
Even when they were full of shit,
They were so full of shit.
But he clawed and the spit,
And his Autumn,
Bought on Winter,
Now he is cold in the Summer,
For she bought life to his spring.
I am Tired of the one-sided rhetoric,
Ego before morals and consideration,
And for what?
So they can’t see you?
But they see you and they judge,
Even more than then who were soldiering with you,
Through the worst time,
time’s worst displays.
Baby I am tired of the one-sided rhetoric,
For the satisfaction of temporary friendship,
And justification only momentary,
What you sell,
What they buy,
They buy into the bullshit,
The one-sided rhetoric.