Forbid me now , that which first made me your slave
And I would find no fault in you, for I helped dig the grave
Should I in thought control your 'social interactions'
Or answer for the knife deep in mychest
Being at your mercy I am only a slave
Let me suffer after all I am a masochist
So when you leave for the door , kiss me goodbye
I feign a smile ,
Your very own Stepford wife.
Yes dear, have a lovely day
Be careful , if you keep treating me like a house-dog
I might bite back..
Tame my impatience for it is running thin
Have other women at your disposal , I'm not a team player
Do what you will , to them you belong
Pardon me dear , it's over
Goodnight and good luck.
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