why did i think there would be?


don't disturb the beast
the temperamental goat
the snail
while he's feeding on the rose
stay frozen
compromise what i will i am

bend around the wind
silently blown about
again i'm treading
so soft and lightly
compromising my will i am

i am
i will
so no longer
will i
lay down
play dead
play your doe in the headlights
shut down and terrified
your deer in the headlights
locked down and horrified

when push
comes to pull
comes to shove
comes to step around
this self destructive dance
that never would've ended
till i rose
i roared aloud
here
i will
i am

i am
i will
so no longer
will i lay down
play dead
play your beat down
gun shy
martyr
pitiful
i rose
i roared
i will
i am