Stashed away for desperate meals
Finally an understanding brand
Told I’m just too interested in affection
Received and complied with requests to change tones
Stuck in a restrictive automated hold
Without any changes planned so when stirred I just write off requests
Nothing spoken to these walls will get better
It’s my fault, I shouldn’t want more
Become happy with barred doors blocking unavailable seasons I’ve never seen but have heard of
Boy, some sun is better than none so you better not complain
One percent is better than zero so don’t complain.
Instead of worrying about ninety percent embrace ten
Starve desires to be more acceptable as differences in personalities require applying understanding
It’s a favor, revealing appealing to hardened minds wastes words
Secrets kept locked beneath pretty stained glass.