Move, Push
Who are you calling the victim
This is not a game we play
Never considered myself the victim
The careless things you say

A judgement about my past makes me wonder
All these events make me who I am
If you cannot handle my past
Then you can be with me no longer

I cannot sit by and shut down who I am
Only from my past have I become a man
Anger aroused over you not wanting to listen
No patience, no trust, a sign from above

I lie spoken can never be unsaid 
Spoken of me should I take your head
Time not to waste on this travesty
Move on, push on



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