Choked Out

Don't patronize me

Sell me on a changed dream

Because you've suddenly determined

What it is you want.

Why keep me here,

Fighting you tooth and nail

Over every Neanderthal desire

That should have up and died with the cavemen?

We are running different directions on the same track

Tethered by the very chains you lost the key for

Considering our rate of speed

A snapped neck, or two, is guaranteed 

And you wonder why you've trouble breathing?

Natasha Head