just the same

you put a leash on my instincts you cut out the tongue of my voice you opened the box of my insecurities you took my heart and drained it you saw a trash can and threw me in it

you said it would all stop you told me you were done

how can that be when things are just the same

my instincts are still leashed my voice's tongue is still severed my box of insecurities is still open my heart still stays drained and here i am, still in that trash can

yes. things are just the same.