One more time

whispers in the dark
winding through the doorframe
i'm kneeling behind the door listening
straining to hear the words

what did you tell him
what does he know
i don't care what you tell him i just want to know what he knows
so i know the rules

so i know what i can say without explaning
so i know what he sees when he looks at me

don't pity me
i chose my pain
and i choose to hold it so tightly that it will damn near kill me
before i can release it
let it go
back into the wilds where it came from