Mr. Punching bag
How do you do?
How are yesterday's wounds?
Have they healed as quickly as they usually do?
Look at my eyes man, what can you see through?
I cant hear you, is that the best you can do?
Come on, better your best
Winnow out of the rest; the rest deterring you from speaking
My eyes , what can you see through?
You have nothing to lose;
After my punches use your surface
You will heal again in the end
Look in to my eyes and see, I promise I won't blink
They are a gateway to a sea;
Of great frustration than you can think
The world once again embarrassed me;
And then like a blithering idiot it winked
Pulled its lips backwards into a mocking grin
Hello Mr. Punching bag
Here I am again
Make a prayer then utter "Amen"
Before I use you to take out my frustrations
I'M sorry I have to hit you hard
Turns out, to heal my wounds I have to wound you
To stop hurting I have to make you start hurting
Forgive me Mr. Punching bag
I forgave those who hurt me too
It's time to take my stress out on you!
