Blame

I owe you everything
Yet still I
Never fail to let you down
I let you drift out of my mind
Whenever you are not around
I look back at my hated life
And what can I feel but shame?
No matter what you did or didn’t do
You did nothing to deserve such pain.

Keeper of Secrets

What do you know, keeper of secrets
Keeping us all alone
Where do you go, keeper of secrets
When you are not at home

There is the door, why do you leave it
What are you lying for
Letting us go, but you never see it
You think it’s one-sided war

What did you do, keeper of secrets
What are you hiding for
One moment that’s true, keeper of secrets
One moment is all I implore

You give an excuse, I don’t believe it
Give me the answers due
You tie me a noose, pack up and leave it
Is that all I am to you?
Is that all I am to you?

Firestarters

Every day gets a little bit harder
Gone away are the days in the sun
Go and pray for the sons and the daughters
And you stay till the work is done

Every day gets a little bit hotter
Skies are gray but that bothers no one
What you say to a glass, firestarter?
Time to stay or to finally run

Ties are frayed between sons and their fathers
Times will change between mother and son
No one stays in the trouble of waters
No one lays in the sand for the fun

Daughters range from the tables that taught her
Children live by the end of a gun
There’s a name for the lamb of the slaughter
And we didn’t mean to share it none

Every day gets a little bit harder
Gone away are the days in the sun
Go and pray for the sons and the daughters
And you stay till the work is done

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Here’s an odd one for me. Wrote it off a tune I had in my head. Might’ve unconsciously based it, at least partially, on an actual song. “Sons & Daughters” by The Decemberists, maybe?

Our Annoyance

You are
The life we have forgotten;
The world outside the door;
The crazy that is driving —
We should’ve listened to you more.
We have shut out all the voices
Giving challenge and our strength;
But you only meant to drive us
To embrace a better fate.

Lies

Every day is the same answers
Tiny lies only I know
I say sick, but don’t say cancer
Talk instead of rain or snow

I don’t mention them, or you
Or bring up yesterday
I only talk about what’s safe to
There isn’t much to say

Regret

I am the child of regret
Daughter of silent misery
And pressurized rage
A heritage I can’t forget
A slate I can’t write clean
Just truth and lies mixed on a page
To paint the twisted scene
A war I’ve sworn never to wage
Yet still the taste for blood is whet
I am the child of regret

Lessons

I had no reason I could give you
For why I wait upon this shelf
But I think the reason it comes down to
Is that I hate myself

I’ve had years to listen
To the opinions of those dear
And what I’ve learned is mine don’t matter
And that mistakes are things to fear

Now they try to stoke my confidence
But I just don’t believe
I am everything they’ve hated
And nothing that they need