I couldn’t say that
You must understand.
Why bring it up?
It’s out of my hands.
When I look at her
seething
my wrath burning deep,
no courage is found
to utter a peep.
But away from her presence,
boy, am I free!
To sigh and sneer,
cackle and creep.
I feel powerful
when she is away
to let my deceitful tongue sway,
to feign my respect from day to day.
But with such power
I’m s...