The Way I feel About you

Separating my mind,

allowing the night to

talk me through this nightmare.

Walking into my room,

you turn the lights on,

I don't need to hear,

I don't have any reason to fear.

Invading my space,

taking over my place,

dominating the world I live in,

trying to change everything,

not knowing your causing more pain,

never needing to realize you are not

to blame, except you want to

be notorious for your ways and point of view.

Controlling my anger,

relying on my human insticts,

refusing to fall into the reality of you.

I choose not to be your victim,

I refuse to follow your lead

and point of view.

Controlling my senses,

to not respond in negativity,

frustration boiling,

I'm no fool,

but apparently you think so

as you sit on your stool.

Voicing your opinions,

stating your views.

Expecting me to comform to you.

You want to win,

and I have nothing to lose.

Oppressing the mind,

suppressing the words,

if you only knew the truth

about the way I feel about you.