Spin-Doctor

(This is not about a DJ)

When my mouth opens an argument ensues

I tell you how things really are, but the belief is refused

You see the story in your head, you've told yourself many times

Is far more convincing to your jury, than the evidence that I find

You judge my words, and use weaker links to the past

You spit out your dizzying rebuttal, this is no match

I'm on trial, regardless of what's done

You're not God, but with my heart you could be one

You listen unwillingly, raising your voice here and there

As if the point you had was spent on deaf ears and mind scarce

You cause me confusion between emotion and logic

Which just goes to show, that before it began, I knew I had lost it.

There was never any being right with you, because I was just simple

I hated argument, because all it did was enrage and cause pain in my temples.

But you always pursued these little skirmishes a-constant.

Now that you're gone, wonder why I'm despondent?

You denied me the feeling of being good enough at all

you're not the only one, so it's not just your pitfall

You denied me justice, to which I'm afraid

I won't deny your sentencing, when it comes to that day.