Her hair as red as hell fire,
She stands tall in arrogance and pride
Some days I hang from her wire,
She keeps attached by her side.
If love is blind, she sees crystal clear
If truth were oxygen, she'd need no air
My pain-filled cries, left on deaf ear
My anger towards her has no compare.
I'm stuck with her until God knows when,
I can't show an ounce of defiance
Our relationship may make no amends
So I keep my blissful silence
It's unknown if I rather ending it or being free
Am I stuck with her, or she with me?