The twisted cycle of excuses, reasoning, the invisible truth.
Emotions unknown, remaining silent in my mind.
That with every word, an echo responds.
Your words, muffled out through that gag I forcefully put on you.
Shut you up.
It’s not torture, it’s just a way of me helping you save your breath.
From all the excuses, reasoning and the invisible truth.
Blah blah blah.
That’s all I hear.