I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS

I did not ask for this...
Not this ancient pedestal you've put me on.
Don't wash my hands if you refuse to dry them...
Don't scratch my back if you want to lie with him.
And don't trip my lights if only to fry them...
Because I did not ask for this.
You must remember...
That I will not pay for the pain of this endeavor.
Once alone, always to blame...
Your passion and your release was always a game.
And you played it so well...
You played it 'til I fell from my ancient pedestal.
You'll get no chance to erase what you wrote...
As you try to cover up your lies with another coat...
Of the paint that you smear across my eyes....
That have only tried to compromise...
Because I did not ask for this.

7 August 1995
1850 hours