you called me selfish
was that fair?
how much can i give
the self of selfish man?
if that’s the case
if i’m a selfish man
you were selfish, too
but please,
pull the trigger
by the hand that i adore
tell me what you really think
the spite and hate
for what i’ve endured
for what you’ve put me through
no, you don’t know
’cause i couldn’t speak
the words of pain snatched from my tongue
you didn’t want to know
you couldn’t bear to hear
reasons of silence i withheld
go ahead
call me the self of a selfish man

© jacob greb — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad

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