Twirling shaking

Bending shaping

You are molding me into your perfect sculpture 

Your masterpiece of mass proportions

Like I'm not a person

But just clay

Influential guidance gone wrong

And now it needs it be fixed 

It, not she

Just something that makes you look better

The lights on the tree

A little rounder here

Chop off some there

Until I'm missing what was me

Twirling shaking

Bending shaping

Breaking

Waking

Sometimes shaking

The feeling

Of reeling

On the edge

Of this ledge

Tilting ever so slightly

Eyes wide open

Always hoping

That you will return

The past that won't burn

This love that I feel

Anger so real

Tilting ever so slightly

Why! Why couldn't you see my pain

Before you got in the car and drove away

Just a moment before

You had said you cared and still walked out the door

Bubbling up inside me

The city I've built to hide me

Tilting ever so slightly

Maybe it is all rhetorical

This shouldn't happen to a mere mortal

Scratching at my insides

The girl who always hides

A demon being let loose

You just can't choose

It or us

Get hit by a bus

That you are driving

More time you are buying

Your sanity and mine

Tilting ever so slightly

And then one day it all comes crashing down