Distress

--- 11-20-12

Can you imagine my distrust
Of you when my dreams are turned to dust
By you
A future that you try to crush in two

And I can hear the words you say
For I know the stupid games you play
'Cuz I have seen so many act this way
Like you

It's not refined, undignified
Internalized by your design
Uncultured, like the muddy swine
Words you bind and patronize

My successes bring your hate
A distress that you create
I'm the best that I can be
My life springs your jealousy

I try to make it all okay
And try for you to see this thing my way
I try, but it's not gonna be okay
It's not gonna
It's not gonna
It's not gonna be

Okay, I've won, I've had it done
So run before you can confront
You're playing with a loaded gun
Shield your eyes before my sun!

My successes bring your hate
A distress that you create