Warning

The unexpressed gets pushed down deeper, a splinter of silence wedged.
It becomes a sore inflamed to the bitter end.
I need to take time to stop the confusion... Warning!

I just stopped over to tell you
goodbye, I know now I can't rely on you.
Your lip service was well played, and somewhere in me I was thirsting.
I gaze in bewilderment, these feelings penetrating me.
I seek a release. It's scratching at, scratching at my sleep.

I need to take time to stop the confusion.
I need to lift the veil of illusion.
I'm not your object or your play thing.
You need to be labelled warning.

There was a coldness behind your eyes I missed.
Seems like an undercurrent of narcissus, I guess.
I'm amazed how you stay numb to it all,
and on the surface all remains calm, remains calm.

I need to take time to stop the confusion.
I need to take time from this emotional collision.
I'm not your object or your play thing.
You need to be labelled stop, stop, stop! Warning!



Credits
Writer(s): Deborah Anne Gee
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