F you if you think
I'm going to be manipulated
by your
Lack of understanding
I can feel your solar plexus all fired up
And the pressure in your brain
I can see you pulling straws
And making dots connect
That don't really connect
Making moves with words
That make no sense
Only to you
Because you're insecure
Like a rat in a maze
And you don't know whether to go
Right or left
You're just driven by stress
And anxiety
And fear
And insecurity
A labyrinth
Of fear
That I watch from afar
I'm not invested
Not my circus
Not my money
Not my monkeys

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