It makes me cringe, watching that chaincling to your neck
a weighted reminder that you need tofeel shame
you need to take control of your lifeand refuse to take credit for it
because that emblem, that symbol of alove unearthly
ties you to someone else's expectations
I will not stand for theserestrictions, I cannot stand tall enough
refusing to believe in beliefs at all,for no other reason than
they can't make me, and so I stick outmy tongue in protest
burdens that you love, the rare youlove so hard, and it was embodied
but left to the drifting river current,a hanging chad on a punch card
