Emancipation

"Don't think for yourself
It hurts my feelings.
Don't talk about things
I don't understand.
I'm better than you
By merely existing
I'm a god, can't you see?
I'm King of this land."

I woke up this morning
And cooked him his breakfast
Ran around while he sat
In front of the TV.
I musn't cry when he's hurtful
It just makes him angry...
He doesn't mean any harm
It's because he loves me.

"You're hopeless at anything
Complicated, Darling...
You can't get a job...
What would you do?
You musn't wear that
You look like a harlot...
You know that I'm only
Thinking of you."

I can't remember a time
When I didn't jump at shadows,
Think back to a day when
My mind wasn't dead.
Can't recall the last case
Of spontaneous laughter..
Just smiling politely
At some joke he's said.

"What do you mean that you're leaving?
You can't cope without me.
How do you think you'll survive?
You're useless you know.
I need you to boost
My weak little ego
Oh Darling, I'm sorry
Please. Please don't go."

I'm free! But a little bit
Frightened of living.
My mind starts to wake....
My eyes seem to clear.
But..perhaps if he truly....
No! No more forgiving.
It's time to stand
On your own feet, My Dear.