Victoria

And I facilitate,
What I don’t know great
As we concentrate
Failing to hesitate

Whispering my emotions
Flooding them oceans
Understanding little about why
I’m floating and one minute
I’m falling because she’s calling
Telling me now that I am not allowed
Those pillow side fears
Silly tears
As I take it all in
This has been my sin
Preaching these words
I could do no wrong
Practicing the slurs
Didn’t you heard
That bitches on my dick
Fornicate with their once dead masters
Always inside they share
That light about what they wish could
Have been right
Yet here we are
Knowing little and nothing
Fidgeting
Forgetting those whispers
Snobbish bitch