Buzzing and biting

Begging to be let out

Boiling and scratching

Under my skin

No matter what I do

The door stays firmly shut.

I snarl, behind a smooth and calm facade.

I growl, as my words come out sweet and diplomatic.

I smile, but behind my eyes,

A million ways to ruin your life fly past.

You’re lucky for my discipline,

You’re lucky for my kindness,

Because everytime you wrong me-

Everytime you fuck me over- it’s

Buzzing and biting

Begging to be let out.

Boiling and scratching

Under my skin.

No matter what I do

The door stays firmly shut.

I don’t think you appreciate

The amount of restraint it takes

To be this good.

You don’t know that

You’re poking at a monster.

But its claws are clipped so short they bleed:

Leashed and muzzled, perhaps no worry’s needed…

Buzzing and biting

Begging to be let out

Boiling and scratching

Under my skin

No matter what I do

The door stays firmly shut.

Lucky for the world, but…

Scratch marks on my skin:

If my nails were longer

There’d be blood.

Bitemarks on my hands:

If you pushed me further

I’d pierce flesh.

How long will I last?