this is frustration 

this is me using the same tricks and getting sick of it 

this is me throwing pieces against the wall hoping something will stick 

this is awful 

awful to think who decides what we should or should not say 

what ends up on the cutting room floor 

apparently it's not my choice to make 

so here's another one 

is it good enough 

please do accept 

i need this 

if it's not up to par i just can't think of what i might do next 

i'll just appease and conform to your tastes 

let's not forget about who we are 

it gets in the way 

let's not forget who we used to be 

it will never be the same