Togetherness is an illusion,
For I have suffered
In the cuddles of confusion.
Have you seen what I'm offered?
Am I to tolerate this human?
Symbolizers of flaws.
This is not just the woman;
Including those who chopped my claws
Burnt offerings that I do not owe,
Tendering apologies for their wrongs.
Light my sativa and scream oh;
Family and loved ones play prongs.
Thou practice this love like it's not love,
And this love is not even tough.