Slave
You stab me in the back
and cause my heart to fall.
uninvited, you attack,
my senses you enthrall.
A blur is all I see
As water fills my eyes.
I project apathy
but my body still replies.
I hear that voice
I would know it anywhere
I have no choice
for some reason I have to care.
In my past,
you have me placed.
I didn't ask,
for this bitter taste.
I start feel it
but can not touch.
OKAY I SUBMIT!
this is too much.
I must admit
I don't want drama
but here I sit
A Slave To Nostalgia.