MUTE
Sometimes, I wish I could scream my head off I wish I could rise to my defense And justify myself before my accusers But you, O lord has forbidden me And you said you will rise to my rescue. How much longer do I have to wait? How much longer do I have to be the villain? How much longer do I have to watch as everything is stripped from me I shake my head at the wonders before me And the decisions being made as a reaction Especially as I haven't said anything to soothe any ego Or risen to defend all the accusations. Am I not human? Have I no feelings? Yet all I can do is watch and cry as you allow all that I have loved to be taken away. Still I am learning to trust in you. If I shouldn't talk, then maybe you will fight for me. If it is taken away, maybe it never was mine to have. If it never ceases to look at me through your eyes, Then perha...