Indeed I Have Sucked It Up To Heights
Those Unknown To Outside
My Body Has Contained And Suppressed
And Swallowed And Abetted
Oh I Am A Stranger To Myself
Beneath Altruism Dwells
A Force Uncontended
That Voice Is A Tempered
To Boiled And Unhindered

Who Am I Kidding?
I Am Not Some Mother Theresa
If I Do Not Say Something Soon
I Will Break From The Weight Of The High Road I Take
No

Indeed I Need My Chance To Fail
Some Room To Unravel
I Need A Chance To Blame For Two Minutes
Unbridled, Unbrazened
So I Need Imaginings Of Maiming
Fantasies Of Outright Screaming
I Need A Chance To Thrash For Minutes
Uncontained, Unforgiving

Who Am I Kidding?
I Am Not Some Mother Theresa
If I Do Not Do Something Soon
I Will Die From Restraint
As A Sick Subjugate
No

I Will Move Beyond, I'm Certain Of That
The Quicker The Sooner I Go I'll Be Back
I Would Not Threaten Or Cause You Any Harm
Have To Get This Out Or My Light Will Go Out

Who Am I Kidding?
I Am Not Some Mother Theresa
If I Do Not Do Something Soon
I Will Die From Restraint
As A Sick Subjugate
No