The Devil On My Shoulder
Sweetness and softness were old friends seldom heard from
Giving advice on how to respond to things sure to come
“You should be kind to her.” Sweetness would say
When my longing for revenge would not go away
Sweetness gave up long ago
“be gentle with him.” Softness would whisper
Before I dropped the baby, for my soul was bitter
Softness quit soon after
Suffering and hate now sit on my shoulder, with many others are among
They do not try to stop my cunning words, nor my wicked tongue
They let free the beast of evil actions, where nasty plots are sprung
So why is it now, when I’m neck deep in cruelty and rage
That sweetness and softness final come once again to my aid
Where were they when I was hurt and alone?
We’re they there when I cried tears of pain?
Did they think my heart had turned to stone?
Did they wish me to forever cower in shame?
They warp me in warmth now, drape me in love
Tell me I’m precious, only misunderstood
Do they lie to me? Or is that what they believe?
Am I more to them than a naughty pupil who just constantly leaves?
I tell them I’m lonely, they know all to well
They’ve watched me all along, (this make my heart swell)
You need a little fondness, and even more caring
For there was no one’s love you were sharing
Suffering and hate have now long ago left
I’m not fooled anymore by their fake promises
I’m not on my own anymore, for I’ve started anew
No more harsh insults or terrible things to spew
I’m free from what held me, no longer alone
For the first time in forever, I feel that I’m truly home