It shoots up, I smack it down
With your answers, your problems
Mine, nowhere to be found.
One insinuation and they go wild,
Mad with intent To spread, and then I smack it down,
With your voice, your worries
Mine gone, nonexistent.
They see black and white,
Ignorant and impulsive, again I smack it down
With your opinions, your dreams Mine forgotten, unheard of.
Accusing-- you keep talking
Untruths spread like wildfire
It reaches me, stronger, still I smack it down
With your jokes, your sorries
Mine, sardonic and untrue.
No change but it's gone away
With the loveless boys and kid moms
Another problem, still, I smack it down
With what's left of your faith, your yesterday.