I’ve got to challenge myself

To be patient with your soul

While you are raging inside

I’ve got to temper the flame

Over and over and over again

I’ve got to balance the way

I make my point with how you

Take my words to mean the worst

It’s all I can do

Over and over and over again

But it’s too late to edit myself

Words are falling from my soul

And it’s too late to be who you want

These words have taken their toll

I’m not a sucker for the

Way you manipulate me

I have my own way to deal

You can’t stipulate the way I deal with being free

My tendency is to laugh

In the face of tyranny

Your words perpetuate hate

A juxtaposition for us, huh

Read the room before you speak

But it’s too late to edit myself

Words are falling from my soul

And it’s too late to be who you want

These words have taken their toll