In anger and agony I wrote this.
I am just a number on the board for people with ties to count
I exist solely to serve them, they exist to crucify me
I dance with the devil every day
They dance with the princess every day
In my infancy, promises many they showed
Showed me the shining crystals of the heaven
The beautiful damsels of the heaven
Showed me I bear the torch for the future
What I didn’t realise I was the the twig that was burnt in the flame
So did the other thousand twigs, just a twig
Everyday they roast me in issue and freeze me in tickets
That they can do it again and again forever
Till my mortal body can bear the brunt of the torture
…Just another pawn in the game, just another pawn
Played to the core, will i survive, only the tie men know
Will I get out of this maze, time will only tell
Clining onto hope that I can survive
I am carrying on braving all that the tie can throw at me
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