Pigeonholed

My lips rest against your forehead

Your eyes close - My eyes close

Our breathing falls into a rhythm

Our hands embrace each other

While my arms pull us in tighter

Your arms are pushing me away

I am fucked

I have nothing because of you

I've given it all to you

The bastards

That breed the bastards

That raise the bastards

That neglect the bastards

Even when I tried to become something

I was let down - you let me down

Whether it was gently or not

You affected me to a certain degree

Why do I beg for acceptance in wolves

Why do I look for answers in fools

I guess they will have to do